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A Bird Perched on a Tree

Sing once again O bird!

Sing the melodious song you once played.

‘Tis the sweetest thing everyone heard before.

Your song told the truth.

Profound truths that I so long evaded.

It touched the core of my being.

I chased the demons in me

You were the light

Inside the tunnel in my darkest being.

Your singular silence is deafening.

Have you lost your voice?

Or have you lost the will to sing?

You are who you are

You’ll grow courage in the dark

Let the light you impart be your guide now that you’re in need.

Take shelter from the rough winds

Protect your talons from decay

Stay sturdy throughout the ages.

Sing again, O bird!

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Scorpie wrote on August 7, 2014, 2:08 PM

Just not at my window at 5am!

btrino wrote on August 7, 2014, 2:15 PM

Ha ha ha. You got problems with birds? :D

Scorpie wrote on August 7, 2014, 2:21 PM

I have this wren, I call king wrenly, who is so loud and starts his barking at 5am right by my bedroom window.