Bird As A Prophet


(picture taken through my van’s  windshield @ Cap Gris Nez, France)

O little bird how graciously you sing,
while night is darkening your wings,
you are the Herald of the morning,
my hands are open for your offering,
there is my Heart, O little bird, your
soft whisper, your silent touch, I can’t
ignore, O, little bird, you Prophet
of the Dawn to come, my hands are
opening for your offering, my ears are
singing, all in tune, O little bird, my eyes
are closed in darkness, I keep wandering
into the night, breathing in, breathing out,
I offer you my heart, I welcome you into
my Soul, O little bird, how graciously you
sing, while night is darkening your wing.

 

 

music by Robert Schuman, Forrest Scenens, Op.82/7, The Prophet Bird

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