The Conversation

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The Conversation

I could not be the hunter
For I could hear the voices
Of the rabbit and the deer
The cougar and the crow
In conversation

I traveled not beneath the sun
For I could find the vision
Neath the shadows of the moon
To fly on wings of owls
Into the night

I could not be the warrior
For I could feel the love
For all on earth
That was alive
To feed the hungry sparrow
For a song

I traveled not without the breeze
For I could only
Dance on clouds
With wind beneath my wings
To spread the seeds of hope
Upon this rock

I could not be the hunter –
For I could hear the
“Huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free”
Where hope of peace
Is found –
In conversation

Michael33

 

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