Joy's Voice

 

  

   

    In joy, I lift my voice
    set it loose in the night air
    plant it into the throat of a bird
    breathe it into the rain.

   Magnified, my song returns,
    expanding through space
    surrounding family, friends
    with love, with grace.

    Pris Campbell
   (c)2001

   
     

  

 

       

                                                Artwork: Girls Singing, by Hawkins

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