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Like the Birds For Terra |
And I must tell you now For you should know that Memories return to me now And pass through consciousness Like flocks of starlings That mass together in large numbers And fly across the skies in late August Patterned and syncopated In choreographed formations And sometimes too they come Alone and solitary Like a lone gold finch perched Upon a farthest extremity Of a pine branch Held aloft in sacred benediction In holy elevation To celebrate a moment And capture As this poem for you Feelings that fly aerial acrobatics And sing unbounded joy by Doug Tanoury |
[The Wedding Poem | Like the Birds | Promise | Sunday Morning | Latin Hymns]
This poem is © Copyright 2001