Song is a feeling
Borne on wind and blue ocean
Rooted in the soul
Melody alive
Bodies knew without lessons
From the beginning
My song is a dirge
Today ripped without warning
From a heavy heart
A bird is singing
Notes through eons enduring
So be it with us
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Yes, let us focus on the positive.
Lovely, Ina.
Thanks, Dale. I thought it might be too poetic for these times. Hence I wrote another post on the prompt Song. Look for another one today.
Loved the ending especially. It will be difficult, but we will endure.
Feel free to check out a few of my ‘discover prompt’ haikus, if you’re interested.
Anjela, I sent a reply that I’m nor sure you received. Your comment meant a lot to me. Somewhere deep inside when I’m afraid a voice tells me all will be well in time. Your words tell me I’m not alone. Thanks.
You are definitely not alone. These are uncertain times.. All we can do it to try to get through it the best we can. Be well!
Thanks, Anjela.
Gorgeous Ina, I particularly love the first verse.
Thanks, Andrea.
“ripped without warning
from a heavy heart”
No, you are not alone….hugs
Thank you, Rose. My heart feels your hug.