Before the Morning Light
Without music, life would be a mistake,” ~Nietzsche
Before the morning light distracts the dreamer, rising--the softest song bird braves a charcoal sky.
With a high-pitched song, this totem bird lifts all the hurts housed inside the poet's rib cage.
From the harbor's edge, a poet watches what no longer is needed for a fruitful life to gently be--
one with the sea.
Before the morning light distracts the dreamer, rising--the softest song bird braves a charcoal sky.
With a high-pitched song, this totem bird lifts all the hurts housed inside the poet's rib cage.
From the harbor's edge, a poet watches what no longer is needed for a fruitful life to gently be--
one with the sea.
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