a hymn then
not to birds but to words
which themselves feel
like feather and wing
and light, as if it were
on the delicacy of
such sweet syllables
that flocks take flight.
-Kei Miller, The Cartographer Tries to Map a Way to Zion
Poetry like this is what we need just like a song that will sing out loud because we want to be real.
Actually not just to sing but also to be accompanied by people who appreciate it and love it.
Every song speaks about something to hear, not just their melody but their lyrics.
Its like finding a treasure trove and people have the capacity to find it.
Mark Tacastacas 
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