Dead Birds (not from the 2005 movie)

I haven't slept, nothing at all;

Does my mind ever stall?

How does a harrow till

When all is heather, still?

Moors nor peaks would not care

What streams in valleys prepare;

On each singing bird that fed---

On endlessness, they'd drop dead!

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saiom's picture

beautiful beautiful beautiful

birdies are not their bodies..
but eternal souls..