One Thing Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

One Thing



One thing I suddenly understood
when a bird
sang on a bough
in a dark wood
is that when that song was heard
by the heart is forever now.

Thursday, November 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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