Before Dawn Wakes
Before the moon gives reign to the ruling sun, I'm awaked by the crooning of a lover. Not for me does he sing, for he seeks a mate. It's those tranquil moments I treasure, when through my open my window I hear his voice. Sweet love songs in the silence before the waking of dawn beguile me as the world still dreams in slumber. I'm filled with inner peace and a sense of hope. While listening to his dulcet tune, sometimes I pretend his songs are for me. If I had wings I would answer his call with a melody of my own.
avian crooning
lavender sky of morning ~
melodies at dawn
February 24, 2023
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