Written by Dyami Millarson
My yellow lucky bird breathed her final breaths today around half past three in the afternoon. She was lying comfortably on a piece of cloth.
I want to thank Hangaku Gozen for her suggestion of “placing an old folded towel at the bottom of the cage to cushion her falls, playing her favorite music, talking to her in a soft voice and telling her how much you love her.” I did all of these things in her final days and until her final moments, she enjoyed having her favourite foods: small pieces of egg and tropical fruit. I want to thank everybody else as well for their wonderful comments under the tribute I wrote for my lucky bird last month.
My father made many colourful drawings of the yellow bird depicting her life cycle. I wrote a text to thank her for our history and printed this text on a valuable type of paper that we only use for special occasions. He glued one of his drawings to a coffin he had made of cardboard for the bird. We wrapped her body in the paper of the text dedicated to her and then we gently placed her in her coffin.
Before burying the bird today, we physically went back with her in her coffin to the place where I once found her. She never went back to that place during her lifetime, and so this was only the second time she had been there. This ceremonial action of going back to the place where I first met the yellow lucky bird felt right; it was a proper way of saying goodbye.
After the ceremonial return to our first meeting, I made a bouquet of yellow, purple and white flowers for the bird. I was very satisfied with the fact that we could make a mostly yellow bouquet matching well with the drawings of the bird. Yellow was today’s thematic colour.
After making a bouquet, it was time to go to the burial spot. We dug a hole, filled the coffin with flowers, and laid flowers at all sides.
We said our final goodbyes to the bird. We expressed our gratitude. We then closed the hole, covered it with beautifully coloured leaves and sprinkled her favourite seeds about her grave.
Below is the translation of the funerary text which was printed on the piece of paper that was wrapped around the bird.
Yellow-coloured lucky bird:
Thank you for being with us.
Once upon a time I found you.
I saw something yellow at the time.
That's how it had to be.
Fate brought us together.
In difficult times you accompanied us.
A lot has happened these years.
You were with us all this time.
You were able to live longer
Since I took you home.
You turned out to be bright and cheerful.
You were a distraction from sadness.
You have brought joy and happiness into our home.
You were the third soul in our homestead.
You were part of our family.
You were there before and after my intestine surgery.
I am grateful that we were together for a long time.
We will miss your presence.
Rest in peace, sweet lucky bird.
Saying goodbye to life is hard.
We have prepared gifts for you.
You will receive a drawing from us.
You will also receive flowers from us.
Some more seed for when you're hungry.
While merging with nature,
You are becoming a nature spirit now.
Always watch over us, dear soul.
Let's see each other again.
We lay you down in one place,
Where we can visit you sometimes.
Goodbye and we'll be back soon.
Rest in peace, joyful soul.