A bird is the beginning
of many leaves—
the first line of a scroll,
ink in the heart of the tree
before rain carried a sound
for sorrow,
before the first word found
the first poet:
before the first word found
for sorrow,
before rain carried a sound;
ink in the heart of the tree,
the first line of a scroll
of many leaves—
a bird is the beginning.
In response to Via Negativa: Ornithography.
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