Listen!
A MYSTERY one bird's anxious calling from behind the screening trees it moves from there to further on finding thicker shadows in stranger branches why should it sound so troubled? it knows only this early moment when no danger has yet struck whatever crept at night is now asleep it is just a voice no bright feathers or darting movement maybe it is some sound I would not make that came alive outside of me and at a distance maybe it is a cry that needs no body to make it