The morning bird.

The morning bird.

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The morning bird—
his call repeated
in the heart of the forest.
Darkness, black branches,
colorless April leaves.

Like a heartbeat,
like a heartbeat,
like a heartbeat,
he calls.

He is a cardinal.

First to sing in the morning,
last to sing at night—
he wills the light,
he calls to the dark.

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