Songbird, teach me the nature of freedom.
Teach me of the wild dance I never knew.
I ask you to deliver me lightly into the
peace of openness, and not through
a gateway of despair.
Deliver the innocent monk from the cage
of his abbey, and show the hermit
a glow greater than candlelight.
And in your journey through the
wild night, reaching the day through song,
bring the heart along; kissing his
forehead in grace and thanks,
before he falls asleep.
Monday, March 15, 2010
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