Saturday, January 4, 2014

Birdsong

Starling in the sky, sing bright
Starling high above take flight
Your shadow against the noon sun
Unfold your simple song for everyone
Soar from coastal range to valley floor
To San Joaquin, to Pacific shore
Starling, starling, yellow, black
Sing your song, bring them all back:
Father Serra and the Indian's names
Mark Twain and people from the plains
Jack London's courageous men
Steinbeck's Cathy, Sutro's den
Starling in the sky sing bright
Lead us to a moon-bright night
_____Filled with all of them.

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