Was it the right time

And the wrong reason,

Or the right reason

And the wrong time?

Perhaps both right,

Perhaps both wrong.

Whatever the season -

Day was night,

Night was day,

She sat silently,

Softly singing

Without words,

Minus music,

A song heard

Everywhere,

By everyone,

Simultaneously.

 

 

© Stephen Nesbitt

 

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