Ode to the Midnight Bird
O midnight bird
you must be confused
for you've tried every trill in the book
You are much too late
or hours too early
for calls so bright and cheery
But for now keep swelling
while us artists are dwelling
on the night's creativity
Sing with vigor
o midnight bird
before dawn steals the show
"For now keep swelling
ReplyDeleteAs us artist are dwelling"
May it be the same of the Holy Spirit. May she swell in your heart and on your tongue and in your mind and through your pen.
Blessings.