Who seeks this gift? Then seek the song
Heart’s fullest-chorded voices sing
Which heals the splintered parts that long
Escape from Winter’s grasp to Spring.
Who seeks this gift? Then seek the choice
Afforded by the Muse that sings
The notes of Heart’s soft clearest voice
Who fills the air with quiet wings.
Who seeks this gift? Then look within
The green leaf Softsong singing there
Doth sing your song: and, beckoning,
Show’rs notes upon the still Spring air.
Stephen Bolles
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