Birdscry
The birds have cried
It echos on the wind
That comes from the stars
It splinters against the
Stone of your uncaring
The soft sound drifts
And eddies and clings
To a moment in time
When my world stood still
And my cry resounded
Against
their sky
For I heard the birds cry
And you heard not the plea
Nor
saw the tears
That fell with crytaline purity
Shattering along with the trust
And only I heard the birds cry
By Julie |