Perceptual dawn
Image credit: Patti Black on unsplash the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds, fills the air with the hopeful herbs of praise nudging me to the continent of expressive words. the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds, injects in me the very sense of being heard as the crawling sun expedites new ways. the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds fills the air with hopeful herbs we always desire. (c)Waterdroplet 20.05.2023 Poetry form: Triolet