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Walking into Spring

Walking into spring

The silence wakes from sleep

As forgotten souls through song

And soft red-feathered sheath

Awaken eyes and ears

To the waking flight within

From the leaves that held on

Through the crest of cold

To die peacefully in spring

In the arms of such sweet song

To the return of snow to river

Through form’s fluidic breath

I feel again so held

By the lovely sounds of song

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