The song, the song,
the perpetual song
in my soul
is stilled--
so gone!
I long, I long
for the swelling of song
in my soul
again--
awake!
Oh song, my song,
oh what can be wrong?
Are you dead?
I mourn
so long.
And then, oh song,
when I thought you were gone,
I perceived
a flutter--
not strong,
But real! My song!
You're alive, oh, my song!
Oh, I wish I could
speed you
along!
I'll cradle you, song!
Oh, perpetual song
in my soul--
on you
I wait.
Poem and photograph by Karen Gladys Henry. Copyright 2010, all rights reserved.
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