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Birds call with spring
in tongues
humans cannot understand
 
but interpret still.  
 
The heart is not deaf;
winter will end
its frigid dominance.  
 
In absence of warmth
we experience belief—  
 
like seeing only the hour
of sun to rise from rest;
as that egret alighting
from the eastern pond.
 
I never want to leave home;
your own being—  
it is no less than pure  
within me . . .  
 
as all seasons are.  
~
Author's Note
For the Poetic Medic #3: Don't Pull The Plug On Me! ( I almost did - twice ) comp, orchestrated by the none other than the master of entangling verse - JohnnyBlaze.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/10619/
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