Dream Birdsong

  

About 3 years ago, the railway shaved the foliage 

between us and the Passumpsic River.  

The choir of nesting birds disbanded.  

The lovely sight & music disappeared, yet to return.

Dream Birdsong

🌳

The feather floated down

a prayer from paradise wings

chanting a quiet song to the heart

for the inner bird we hear sings


harmonious melody of missing flocks

of winged earth angels as if to hide

not in the copious bushes and trees

secretly clothed in foliage track-side



Although we a mountain climbs behind

the rivers flows to its mother to rejoice

over the damn man-made and rocky islands

we do not hear birdsong, warble with voice



It seems the seasons have carried

new paths for them to fly away

how we miss them for upon a time

they came, making nest, mate and stay



o please we pray to the gods of earth

and all animal life to unfold once again

dancing, hopping among branches & leafs

with nests, flight & song beloved friend

(When the Rainbow Leaves the Sky, Mixed Media 2019 &

Feather on the Breath of God, Watercolor 2013,

both © j.m.frase-white )


Dream Birdsong © j.m. frase-white 6 August 2025





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