Bird Sings
Just one bird sang, sang all the time.
It stopped.
Suddenly started.
Sang for long, long time.
There was a bird that sang from the top of a tall tree
near the big house on the hill.
It sang everyday.
Then it suddenly stopped.
Later workers who planted vegetables
in the nearby garden heard it singing.
It sang of love and death
and birth
and the way to heaven-
The laborers understood that.
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