Inside the voice
of a bird’s cry
is a ride to the distant stars
circling the moon
through black holes
a soft play of Saturn’s flat rings
a humming heartbeat
a live silence
a frequency
echoing
inner space.
©Malintha Perera 2014
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC
Inside the voice
of a bird’s cry
is a ride to the distant stars
circling the moon
through black holes
a soft play of Saturn’s flat rings
a humming heartbeat
a live silence
a frequency
echoing
inner space.
©Malintha Perera 2014
