Monday, March 21, 2022

Birdsong,
carry us away
as some brittle leaves
of grass left to fade
and wither. Take us
up into the breeze,
freed of wan and weight.
Weave us, please, nurture
new use into our
weary forms. Make us
your haven, gathered
just so to give warmth
and comfort, safety
from storm and hunger.
Fill us with your rest,
your young and your life.
Nest of us.

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a ritual to start the work week