Wandering through darkness 

stress of past, present, and future

carried by her wings of grief

sorrow and sacrifice

she rests on what barely accepts her weight

searching for the sounds of home 

desperate to fine inner peace

releasing a tone 

not sorrow nor weeping 

tones envelope cold dark air

sealing it with love, joy, harmony

ears fish for her sweet sounds 

for they dwell in her harmonies--

not realizing the wings of grief 

the eyes of worry

releasing a tone 

the red bird is happy

her moment of heaven

engulfed by her acoustics 

drowning the world around her

the world of over thinking, hopelessness, 

pain

lifting her wings of grief

drifting among what wind embraces her

resting ever so often

to release her tone 

her why--

to carry on home