Monday, March 29, 2010

Hell Is The Place Where No Birds Sing

Too much silence
makes the soul
deaf to life.
Sweet Lady of green
and gentle music,
even the wildflowers
do not speak to me.
Tell me your secret:
when will the birds
of spring sing
in my heart again?
It's birdsong I need;
silence speaks for itself.
  - mce

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