In the Dark
In the dark - hours before dawn -
a bird sings...
or is it a cricket?
A messenger with a foreign tongue.
I cannot understand it.
Or, perhaps, the message
isn't all that translatable.
Sound or silence?
It is quiet now,
But, though I do not understand it,
I wish it would make its sound
once more.
19 September 2026
~3:55 AM
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