Oriole Poem by Kevin East

Sing for the Mayfly
With a passing sigh
Of melody,
On high.
For one moment
When all is still,
Let your trill
Rescue my soul
With a lullabye.
For there isn't long
In beauty, to bathe.
As silent bells
Will ring.
Oriole
Won't you bring
Your soundtrack
To the flowers in field.
Before fading
As twilight is revealed.
For one second
When man and nature kneeled
Together.
Oh, to time we cannot cling.
So
Oriole
Before the moon
Takes the stage.
Before the encore
Sunrise will bring.
Please sing.