Hope Sung

Nestled amid sun’s setting rays

Blown along on blustery

March gusts misplaced

At January’s tail end

Hidden birds sing evensong

Crystalline melody

Floats note by fluid note

Past her untrained

Clearly yearning ear

Mysterious songster

Sings of hope and beauty

Borne upon the sunset

Alights in her darkness

Propels her onward

Through the dismal night.

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