The Secret of a Birdsong (2012)
Listen to each bird please and tell me what you hear,
Curiosity for defined meanings, be it passive or love.
Is it music of boredom or bereavement or is it to beguile?
Is the chorus singing together or in each their own style?
The bird that sits in the forest-tree socializes delicately
with other birds while he taunts me with unknown word,
My ears are too dumb to understand their gossiping chirps and whistles
If ignorance is bliss why am I green for the red bird?
So now I continue to so listen but for knowing I only long
to understand the harmonies and melodies and the secret of a birdsong.
- posted May 7, 2015
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