Blackbird Sings

When night has fallen
From the deep crimson sky
When daylight no longer is seen
From the negative backside
A dark song is heard-

Blackbird sings.

When night has rested
From the heaviness heard
When a hand is no longer seen
From the echoing cavern
A dark song is heard-

Blackbird sings.

When night resonates
From deep within the soul
When hope is no longer within
From the depths of the mind
A dark song is heard-

Blackbird sings.

Copyright Denise A White