Kit Kelen #473 - birds tell

473

birds tell

night to be over

and the day to come

the firstness of light

is in fits

as slept

the river runs to life

it's crossed

with shore to shore

the calling

we have gathered round a fire

each name remembered as gone

someone stands

in the bows

brought even this far

so we commemorate

you smile up to

some certain notes

a clutch of song

brought on

soon sun is falling

with night to be over

and the day to come

the whole world

is waiting for this