A bird overheardA Poem by Relic![]() Upon this path - where winter greets a footpath walker's stride a robin's voice affects me so for what I hear implied. He echoes language through the woods in words no man can say. Ensnaring thus my downcast soul to turn my thoughts his way. I'm curious if his pensive plea was borne from some unrest for one departed from his life now gone to heaven's nest? I know I'll never understand orations from the glen - but when my heart renews anew That's when I'll try again. © 2025 RelicAuthor's Note
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