Bird by Pablo Neruda

Poem:

It was passed from one bird to another, 
the whole gift of the day. 
The day went from flute to flute, 
went dressed in vegetation, 
in flights which opened a tunnel 
through the wind would pass 
to where birds were breaking open 
the dense blue air - 
and there, night came in. 

When I returned from so many journeys, 
I stayed suspended and green 
between sun and geography - 
I saw how wings worked, 
how perfumes are transmitted 
by feathery telegraph, 
and from above I saw the path, 
the springs and the roof tiles, 
the fishermen at their trades, 
the trousers of the foam; 
I saw it all from my green sky. 
I had no more alphabet 
than the swallows in their courses, 
the tiny, shining water 
of the small bird on fire 
which dances out of the pollen.

Visualization:

1st shot: A low angle, plus a wide shot, frames a big, blue, sunny sky full of birds, flying through the wind, that sounds like a flute

2nd shot: The camera make a high angle above a flying bird. In that position, it can be seen a large forest full of vegetation

3rd shot: Zoom in a mountain. Suddenly the camera passes the mountain, and left a great full moon. Pan out to bird flying beyond earth and the clouds

4th shot: Extreme close up, to the wing of the bird, emplosizing on his feather

5th shot: The camera moves to one eye of the bird ( still with the extreme close up) and it goes deeper on it. Then the camera shows a wide shot of the earth showing a path that drives to a little town, there they can see the house's roofs

6th: The camera make an extreme close up again to the bird, and then pan out to show a wide shot, plus a dutch angle, of the landscape