Intervals

A bird stopped to rest.

 

In a long spun song of songs,

I heard this first bird’s call of dawn-

so clear a yearning for day;

in its pause

all sound faded to nothing

 

 

an endless interval

with no response,

only a searching slumber of silence

before music is born

 

 

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