Rebirth (2024)

After two years of craven dust

I bought some headphones

Because I must

Have music to live

Whatever shakes from Yeats' sieve.

I could listen bit by bit

In fits and starts

It did impart

A nascent yearning in me

To play the music aloud

Play my guitar proud

And heal

Oh how I feel

Green shoots

And long for the Spring

And I will sing

I will sing

I will sing

For the joy of Spring

I have become awake 

And only music and words

Will slake

My soul

My birthing soul.