Songbird

Off in the distance 
I hear a songbird
singing unseen.
Soft and sweet the tune
that paints me tender hues
of beautiful.

Through cold and ice
it penetrates
and bathes my soul in warmth
akin to sinking tired bones
into a peaceful spa
and shutting out the world
with just a sigh.

It kisses me 
with dreams that weave 
soft threads of gossamer 
and feathers
into an intricate design
of precious lace
to wrap around my shoulders
and ward off sorrows

In the distance
I hear a songbird singing
harmonies 
in soft contralto
and I realize I cannot see it
because it dwells within me,
freed from its gilded cage
by love 
and laughter

|

by 
you.



january 2006
Janet Reid





Awarded by New Horizons ~ Jan 26, 2006