A Clear Voice

A clear voice is singing,
and the next signpost has the name of your destination;
the heirloom you'd lost is suddenly in front of you;
the friend you offended sees the joke.

A clear voice is singing,
and the telephone rings in counterpoint;
the girl you're in love with says she loves you;
after so many No's this letter says Yes.

A clear voice is singing,
and the fog lifts like a window wiped clean;
you raise a glass of water to your lips;
you wake from a dream and the pain has gone.

A clear voice is singing,
and a fist unclenches; an arm relaxes;
the sun rises, someone slips out of life
and dives into a pool.

A clear voice is singing
on the other side of a soundproofed window:
the notes are locked behind bars.
A tree falls. One hand claps.


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