Glory Be to the feather
and to the sun
and to the oily goose*
As it was in the againing,
is now and Edward Albee,
Whirl, wish, doubt, bend†
Oh Man? Oh Man!
The World is made of words,
and of rhythms, melodies, harmonies.
Jazz . Raga . Motet
and the singing of Birds.
Sing of weirdness,
Sing of pain,
Sing of a pilgrimage
across a dusty plain.
*goose, juice, loose, moose, noose
†bend, fend, mend, pend, rend, send, tend, vend, wend