"Rain comes--and birds,
Silhouettes against the pearlescent sky--
Respond excitedly in song.
They open their throats to heaven's nectar,
And rhyme with the drops."
Sometimes the key of life changes; that's not a reason to stop singing, or playing. I will continue to explore the music of what happens.
Silhouettes against the pearlescent sky--
Respond excitedly in song.
They open their throats to heaven's nectar,
And rhyme with the drops."
Sometimes the key of life changes; that's not a reason to stop singing, or playing. I will continue to explore the music of what happens.
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