How quick we are with words.
             How sure-sounding. 
In the summer canopy, lengthening
               call of light accompanied by 
the vocalizations of birds. To the trained
              ear, perhaps it's possible
to distinguish not just the nature
              of their calls but also what they hold,
what they curate in them. They craft
             their language with the same
care we do. I think, with more.

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