Saturday, June 11, 2016

poem of the day June 11


The sounds of birds
before the dawn
What are they
singing in their songs?
Is it a mantra for light and love?
Is it a healing from  high above?
How many generations have passed
the notes that I listen to
above the calm
ushering in the call of psalms
and what  can I learn from
their mystical chant
perhaps a clue
of how to dance

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