Universal Traits

Of what do birds sing of,

when there song is hard to ignore.

What is the sky thinking when it doesnt rain but pour.

Is there a longing between these ceilings and the floors,

a hidden code, in these simple words.

they decipher themselves,

in the crying doves and the laughing coyote.

The stars reach us, with the intent, to aw,

a show of something human, in same way

we do, they also cause themselves to self destruct.

Overwhelmed by ego.

 

 

 

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