Bluebirds

So the Bluebirds have contracted, have they, for a house?These are weighty secrets, and we must whisper them.

— Bluebirds

prot told me to find the Bluebird of Happiness … Its a task. The first of three.

— Bluebirds

In the thickets and the meadowsSang the robin, the Opechee.

— Bluebirds

I know that you are looking for the Blue Bird, that is to say, the great secret of things and of happiness, so that Man may make our servitude still harder.

— Bluebirds

Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away?

— Bluebirds