imminent darkness of a spotted songbird

darkness, impossible for such a voice
in such a chorus
their sociability can only be matched by their lightness
the voice hides many things, however
and if the responses of one's fellows must occur within the second
of one's cry for them
to be lost would be to disappear in an instant
a precipice too steep for Sisyphus
i am happy to have an inclined plane
and a rock
which even after another crashing fall
i can trudge behind again
up to the peak