Bird Songs

Bird Songs

grace the morning air

the dawn breaks

the light stream through my window

I can feel the melodic sounds

notes upon the wind

the harmonic scale of the winged ones..

I follow every sound through my being

I ride every tone

I feel it in every bone

a song I have always known

upon creations breast

every sound rising high and falling softly

not only upon my ears

but upon my beingness

my sacred essence sublime

the divine

sings through the birdsongs

and motivates a song of my own

 a stirring of notes to praise to thee

The Glory of God

to merge the air and ether

to lift the whole of life

as the essence of 

the music of the spheres

merges my soul in the oneness field of grace…


diane rose kelly



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