Saturday, April 11, 2009


There is always one bird

in the earliest hour of the day

who raises a song,

with heartrending joy.

Who can hear this song and

not feel the bird's emotion?

It knows the sun is coming,

the day is alight.

It breaks forth from its flock,

alone, and its song sounds

as if liberated from the deepest recessses

of its soul. Hello day, hello sun,

here I am, again.

Soon, another bird hears and joins.

Hello day, hello sun, here I am again.

Eeeyah, oh oh, eeyah. Hiyoo.

All across the valley the chorus rises.

One voice, that one lonely happy voice,

has awakened the world.

Here I am again.  Hello day, hello sun.

This bird met my dreams while I slept.

When I awoke, it was still singing.

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