i heard birds outside
The sweet kind
I’ve never heard them so clear
Airy and bouncing
Back and forth
Echoing
against echo
I kept looking for
A sign of you
In the sunlit clouds
In the jade leaves
Of the morning
But it was meant
To be kept a secret
Hidden chimes
To break through
The faltering gray
Approach, honey sound
You are
My silver lining
To lighten
These dreary days
Restless days,
But with
A strange radiance
About this
Mismatched chaos
A sparkle
Can only sparkle so much
Before it burns out
I’m just trying
To hold onto
Whatever sparkle
I can keep for my own
A slow burn
Sheltered from
This storm
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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