Wood Song
I heard a wood thrush in the dusk
Twirl three notes and make a star—
My heart that walked with bitterness
Came back from very far.
Three shining notes were all he had,
And yet they made a starry call—
I caught life back against my breast
And kissed it, scars and all.
—Sara Teasdale
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“Wood Song” is in the public domain. Photo by Sam Goodgame, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.
"My heart that walked with bitterness
Came back from very far."