Birdsong
The Birdsong of Ludovico,
New to my agnostic ears,
Commences unrestrained
From a godly source
To irrigate my fields,
To rearrange my clouds,
To tantalize my doubts,
To render my cathedral..
His royal nest of birdsong notes
Fills my congregation
With an unknowable truth:
Yes there is a source,
I can be sure,
I am not lost.
Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2022
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