Why I Need the Birds When I hear them call in the morning, before I am quite awake, my bed is already traveling the daily rainbow, the arc toward evening; and the birds, leading their own discreet lives of hunger and watchfulness, are with me all the way, always a little ahead of me…
“Small bird on fire” It was passed from one bird to another, the whole gift of the day. The day went from flute to flute, went dressed in vegetation, in flights which opened a tunnel through which the wind would pass to where birds were breaking open the dense blue air – and there, night…
O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret
That I have died to keep.
Such Singing in the Wild Branches It was spring and finally I heard him among the first leaves – then I saw him clutching the limb in an island of shade with his red brown feathers all trim and neat for the new year. First, I stood still and thought of nothing. Then I began…
Bird Bath Only this matters: this ecstatic baptism this standing on stick- thin legs where the singing creek pools at the lip of the waterfall only this ruby-feathered chest diving to meet its reflection this beak piercing again and again that quivering surface, these wings half- unfolding, a ruffle of joy guiding rivers of…
Spring Haiku Joyful birds’ chirps & songs Snow-white blooms cover branches New Hope fills the heart! Amira Haiku de Primavera Chirridos y canciones de alegres pájaros Flores blancas como nieve cubren ramas ¡Nueva esperanza llena el corazón! Amira
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“End of Winter” Did you notice that The days are getting longer And birds sing songs of love? I can’t wait for Spring To paint it all with colors, For butterflies & blooms! (and to say goodbye to Winter blues!!!) Amira Photo credit: Spring @ Pinterest “Fin del invierno” Te…
The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words that are clear; the great truth has great silence.
Dive into life,
Find warmth among friends,
Caught color from the last evening red, in a display of underdown and quill
Tears welled up in my eyes and a heart that had almost forgotten how to love opened wide.