Voices of Invisible Birds

Before we wake up from dream
before things are what they seem
somewhere in the night behind transient time
lies her way of seeing
my unknown well-being.

Who is our flag and savior
who has the heart of a mother
who but the one almost lost in another
guiding star more sure than
flighty moon or fleeting sun.

[chorus]
Sons listen intently to the voices of invisible birds
daughters sure and unsure ask in ambiguous words
while I rely on her
imprecise but undeniable
unspoken announcements
as the day begins.

More love is secret than clear
more truth in wondering than in surety
when we’re lying between the far and the near
roses grow between the
smooth sheets and the unforeseen.

Sons listen intently to the voices of invisible birds
daughters sure and unsure ask in ambiguous words
while I rely on her
imprecise but undeniable
unspoken announcements
as the day begins.

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