Music blooms beside and between us
A surround of sound, a constant refrain -
the river’s gurgle, the brook’s blue burble
the slipping dripping splish of rain,
and black basso hush only mountains sustain.
French verbs lilting, Hawaiian lips sighing,
German nouns quilting, Shona crying.
Crows speak angst in raucous chorus, winging
to sweeten the tweets of robin’s decrying.
Be still, just listen - the hush, the sibilance, the ringing embrace - a wild heart’s singing,
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Thanks for writing!
Jacqueline