the fairy wren

Drab little bird of brown and blue
your mate is dressed in a brilliant hue,
so why does he stay so close to you?

‘He honours the power of my song
for when the fearful night is done
I sing the rising of the sun.’

Published by Rowena McGregor

I am a librarian interested in transpersonal approaches to life.

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