#NPM22 – Intimacy – The Intimacy of Birdsong Before the Sunrise

The Intimacy of Birdsong Before the Sunrise

The way the sounds take shape
sliding through your window
like exclamation marks that
land on your cheeks – kisses
from another dimension you
feel in your bones but can’t
explain in words because birdsong
is the language of eternity of hope

The tender trills and deep-throated
warbles lift the sun like a conductor’s
baton tapping the horizon of
another day…this one better than
the one before or worse – the

Unknowing flits on feathered wings
a melody of pure bliss we miss or
we remember – either way it is there
alive