Songbirds were singing
as light left the sky,
the songs they sang
back and forth between the trees.
Dark came on and they grew quiet,
setting up night camp
high in the green leaves.
I don’t imagine the birds
had been singing for me
yet I was glad
to hear their music
while night gathered.
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photograph by Amariei Mihai
Reading of “While Night Slowly Gathered” with music by Norm Smookler