Music to a Beginning

the night fled, midnight took its bow
and left a single lonesome call
an owl staring into the flirting,
smiling dawn

midnight took its bow, skirting dawn
and left a rhythmic sound
a cricket giving concert to the fading,
twinkling stars

skirting dawn, it spreads out its rays, seeping into bleak eyes
and welcomes a cheerful din
a rooster belting out a serenade to the bright,
radiant Helios


Music comes in every form. There are beginnings and endings everywhere. Have a lovely April First.




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