The

Bird keeps singing his song

As I approach the tree

So sweet

The melody.

I stop and close my eyes to listen

Appreciatively

Letting this music swirl around me.

And I open my eyes

In spring sun glare

Taking a few steps closer.

He stays unafraid

And his song is all I hear

Now amidst this chaos in my mind.

Forgetting human language for a time

I am steady.