Birds Calling

birds calling to each other

during the day

different sounds made

from light to dark

each moment shared

a conversation of the world

as earth is placed within it’s own time

the morning like the evening

listening to their calls

knowing all would be something

than nothing at all

thunder clouds

thunder clouds

as darkness descends

surrounding me

enveloping my heart

turning the world inside out

the sound is deafening 

like a war zone of nature

beating wind against the sky

turning shapes into nightmares

may all this be passing

as we dream of a new world