Song of An Unseen Bird
In a thin-skinned lifeboat,
On the waves of love,
With the cold blue below,
And the hot sun above,
Sits a soul softly rowing,
Like the wings of a dove.
As the heat of sweet resistance,
Echoes hard with pure insistence,
Then, in the midst, a sound is heard,
Of the song of an unseen bird.
Copyright © Stephen Long | Year Posted 2007
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