Invocation
From the settling of the evening to the whispering of dawn
Lies a tenebrously winding way that wanders bleakly on…
What’s ahead is hid in veiling; what has been, lost in a mist,
And with strength and spirits failing goes the wayfarer, who kissed
Fond farewell to all familiars, bade goodbye to every known,
And set off to see tomorrow; now it seems all hope is flown.
But a flicker in the darkness sparks the vision of a wing,
And the silence now is shattered as a voice begins to sing!
Glorious, the song is lifted in its swelling, sweet refrains,
And the wayfarer is gifted with new courage in his veins.
What a loveliness is in it when such music comes along
To illumine every minute; what great powers in a song!
When the journey seems unending and the dark rules every vale,
For whoever needs the tending, let me be
A nightingale.
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beautiful words, melody and content!
Thank you, dear friend! I’m so pleased you enjoyed it.
xo
Loved it!
Thank you, Dennis! So glad you approved of my song!
xo
Love the word and this image….have a wonderful day…Janet. xx
I couldn’t help but write a bird song, since I worked in the kitchen yesterday to the perpetual accompaniment of our local lovelies, not least of all the hummingbirds who got into a bit of a tizzy over sipping rights at the feeder! 🙂
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How wonderful….and those hummingbirds are very clear about their territory:)x
Aren’t they just! 😀
xoxo
Lovely words and drawing
Thank you kindly, Sir Knight. I’m so happy you enjoyed them.
Wonderful way to greet the day for me as I go for medical tests. What a fine artist and poet you are! Thank you for this grace.
May nightingales sing you through your tests, Joanne! I hope all results are for the very best.
xoxo