Elixir
I ask the Mockingbird
In the midst of his aria:
"Oh restless Romeo in search of a mate
Have you a bit of sympathy
For we clamorous, earthbound humans?"'
His only answer
His song
And in my surrendering to this
Embrace of notes
I am reminded that there is something
Finer in life
Than the constant falling
Into ones past
I drink in his overflowing
Elixir
Infinite wisdom
Sung by my feathery
Fellow companion
Copyright © Corinne Curcio | Year Posted 2009
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