Friday, November 7, 2025

Together

At first light birds find their voice again

After the long silence forced by night
For me tottering out of forgetful dreams
Into the new day the chorus from the trees
Seems a gracious greeting from kindred
To one who can fly about without wings
Bring down white clouds to soften nests
Make the moon glow brighter with praise
Let the rainbows linger long after sunset 
At home both on earth and in the sky 
Revelling in the respair of the present 
Keeping dreams warm till they are hatched
Teaching fledglings that they have to fly
But can't fly forever for they have to roost;
The sun begins to cast its shadows
The colours return to the colourless
The streets are back to their cacophony ----
For a while at least the other was together.





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