Clifford Pfeil

On This Earth

On this earth at daybreak
I step outside to find
that all the trees have hollows,
all the birds face east,
and the bells all swing
their open mouths into the sky.
Kling klang they shout!
The sound breaks out
of belfries, arcs its way
across the sky to fall
into the wild beastly trees that
sing along behind the leaves
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