The Song

A song lends wings to my heart
The sweetest melodic art
Hush now; let it come to you
Quiet now, and hear it too

The music rustles leafy trees
Carrying birdsong on a breeze
It whispers through grassy glades
Joined by insect serenades

The song echoes in the sky
In ocean’s winds and storm’s eye
From the mighty lion’s roar
To a kitten’s quiet snore

Brethren, be deaf no longer
Let the song make you stronger
Let it spark joy in your soul
This song—truest love—makes whole

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