There’s a song in the air
singing us awake
the sweeper in the sky’s
taken morning glory off the roof
please turn off the news
it doesn’t make sense
they’re talking war
instead of peace
Birds sing through the storm, why can’t we
it’s raining anyhow, let things be
There’s a ship passing
behind the pier
the magic hour is here again
there are things I’ve seen
I can’t capture with a lens
and convictions that won’t fly
and you’re telling me
my timing isn’t right!
Birds sing through the storm, why can’t we
it’s raining anyhow, let things be
There are wildflowers
smooth river stones
washed up on shores
drenched from head to toe
we are forces of nature
letting things go
love is here
more than we know
Birds sing through the storm, why can’t we
it’s raining anyhow, let things be
Raija St Kilda 13/8/2017
