When I hear music
That heavenly memory of the kingdom of souls
From which we arose and fell through to the good Earth
I feel like there is a small group of little birds inside me
With names like Unbounded Joy and Bubbling Delight
Laughing Glance and Dancing Wing
And tireless Grateful Song with his eagle wingspan and sharp vision for details
These birds become me
When I settle into the notes
Of music that reminds me of home
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