some cages some days

24 Nov

here is the way

this invisible bird sings

all alone

long cool sips

of honeysuckle

silvery moonrise

over the treetops

golden sunbathing

with eyes closed

no mate

no fear

wings and wind

but always this tree

always this song

always this girl

standing still in the dark

all alone

singing back

no mate

no fear

fingers and wind

but this life

this invisible friend

who knows her

best

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