The virtuoso of re-runs…

Day twenty-three…

“When I rise up let me rise up joyful like a bird.”
― Wendell Berry

he alights on foliage of green
his breast almost tangerine
and every day he intervenes…

while basking in the autumn sun
his praise comparable to none
the virtuoso of re-runs..

his feathers glisten at first light
my robin sings with such delight
preaching till the world is right…

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