Silent and still my father stands before our summer shelter He is thinking a prayer to the Holy Ones, asking them this day to keep our feet on the trail of beauty. Filling the silence of my father's prayer I hear the bluebird's song.
No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
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