A solitary songbird chirps in the paned glass

As if to participate in our celebration

To call us to attention

To ground us in focus and clarity

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The chirping mechanizes

And the angels speak through the pipes

“The birds were created for a singular task

To emanate the sound of joy

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“Through the grace of music

We mimic the birds

We mimic so that you may remember

So you know why you are here

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“You never stop to listen to them

But they are always teaching

Their lesson is simple and absolute:

There is joy in love

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Keep your heart light,

Like our soft feathers

And remember that you came to teach

That only love is real.”

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