Only Mine To Sing

[image from google - quick-good-fortune.com]

[for Poets United's Thursday Think Tank:

to write a poem based on  or inspired by a quotation.

The quotation incorporated below, in italics,  is

an old Chinese proverb]

 

A bird does not sing

because it has an answer.

It sings because it has a song.

The sun sets

unaffected by 

its beauty.

The river's song,

it sings

the whole day long.

The morning dew

hydrates

both weed

and flower,
and everything
on earth
upholds
the sky,

for all is

equal

in the

  forest bower,
each living thing
 essential 
as you and I.

My song?

I sang

because

the music

filled me.
I sang

for joy,
the hope
that love
would bring.

In all those years,

I never once

stopped

singing

the song

that

was mine,

and only mine,

to sing.