The 2009 Thomas Merton Prize for Poetry of the Sacred
by Gayle Reed Carroll of Pittsburgh, Pennslyvania
Deep in trees, birds sang with so much heart
they seemed to dance on the risky twigs
Leaves shuddered, moved by a man's restive excitement.
Or was it he, moved by the passion of leaves?
His house had lodged itself among the branches.
But that was his time of longing.
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