If the Sun Could Sing
And the speck of my heart, in my shed of flesh and bone,
began to sing out, the way the sun would sing if the sun could sing,...Mary
Oliver
If the sun could sing
we would hear her
rise,
trumpeting the colors
in the sky.
Move to her rhythm
throughout the day.
Sing along, swing and
sway.
Note the instant that
she sets
and the silence that
tags along.
Await her return with
a new song.
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smart metaphor.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kim.
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