Posted in 2015, poetry, Writing

I Hear a Sound

I hear something, but don’t know what.

It could be the light tingling of a small bell,

Or the harmonious song of a colored bird.

It could be anything, but I do not know the sound.

It is alien to me. It could be a voice, a human song,

Or it can be the rumble of machinery, I don’t know.

All I know is that the only way to find out is to

Approach the direction the sound is coming from,

And searching for the source.

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