And now dawn has come Sleep kept this hidden from me Until the birds called Advertisements
Yes, I am awake And the birds sing with vigor Dawn has not yet come I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress. It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human […]
This early morning Birdsong dances in the air Dawn climbing the trees
The day’s beginning With amazing potential Bird’s singing at dawn Early morning with birds singing boldly. I’m not quite ready to leave the comfort of bed and blankets. The sky slowly lightens, second by second.
This morning’s still dark Abrupt noise into silence Birds have awakened This morning’s first birdsong came while I was dosing. Jarring enough to yank my attention. Does the first bird to speak get the early worm? Ot, perhaps, he gets the girl?
Upon the spring breeze Birds dancing gracefully skyward The sunlit swallow
I watch a hummingbird And wonder about time Are we only allowed A specific number Of heartbeats?
Compassion and grace Linked together as they loop Spring’s birds appearing
This gangly bird Inelegant legs, bearing Ghost upon the marsh
This sky is still dark The air erupting with sound Blessed by these birds