The First Sound / A / Poem by JOBY JOHN

A child cries out
and learns to speak
like a bird in the sky
as it learns to fly.
The mighty sound in tongue and music
is with those who thirsts for that.
One enters the world of sounds
and exists form the earth
by its power of utterance.
Old age people say 'goodby',
for that is their last breath
and it is the symbol of beginning and end.
when you in and out of pain,
it is with you.
Be with /a/, the possibility
that makes you what you are