Mourning Dove
A mourning dove rouses me
from deathlike slumber,
Singing its ancient song.
Perched on the topmost branch
of a pomegranate tree,
I ask her what it is she mourns.
'My spent...
from deathlike slumber,
Singing its ancient song.
Perched on the topmost branch
of a pomegranate tree,
I ask her what it is she mourns.
'My spent...