First language, first music
Our Earth ever heard
The voices of birds

Waves of sound, Carrying,
Traveling, heralding
Life's expansion of emotion

Human ancestors
Heard you, did they envy you?
Did they long for your song?

Nature's slow clock
Ticking, tinkering, misty hands
Of Evolution

A forest, rustling leaves,
Your songs, are quietude
For anxious souls

Ancient symphonies
Now overwhelmed, dissonance
Human cacophony

Our kin of the feathers
Vanishing too fast, lost voices
Distorted weather

The myth of Cassandra
Condemned to speak truth
But never to be believed

Feathers speak honestly
Prophecy, Augury
Ourselves, we deceive