Psalm 102:7

By Caroline Liberatore (Rated G)

I lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop

awaiting the whisper of dawn to caress
the vacant charcoal peaks, asleep.

I lie awake; I am faithful to anticipate
a melodic eclipse to echo through.

Seeds of euphony reverberate in my syrinx,
aching to yield a composer’s harvest. I lie awake;

constellations dissolve into a crystalline palette,
indigo into amethyst, amethyst into rose. I am held

in stillness. My wings are contented under flyaway
clouds, for their contours are consecrated promises.

I lie awake; I shall not fear
as I wait.

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