One Glorious Song

author’s note:

The photo above shows a blue jay chick in distress.

Though I don’t like jays, I can’t look at that chick without feeling pity.


ONE GLORIOUS SONG

I believe
we have a higher choir
hidden within the rush mash of our noise

but though I strain my ears
I’m not yet clear enough
to clearly hear that harmony.

However
in moments of stillness
I’ve detected the faint melody
of a soprano aria
buried within our burl.

Sometimes those notes
weep like a bird...
but sometimes
they laugh like a bird

and on those rare occasions
when I’m able to deepen
to a place of true peace
the lament and the laugh
join in one sublime song.

© 2021, Michael R. Patton