BRIGHT SIGNS
I have seen
A blind dog howling
At the moon within his mind
And I have heard
A mute bird whose mate
Sings her song himself
While flowers bloom
From graves as if
Death brings a new beginning
As an autumn leaf clings
To its limb until
The blossoms of spring arrive
For the world is filled
With sudden wonders
That cannot be foreseen
Like a man who loses
His key and then finds
His door was left unlocked
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