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.
poetry, prose, and photography
Upon the spring breeze
Birds dancing gracefully skyward
The sunlit swallow
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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 sky is still dark
The air erupting with sound
Blessed by these birds
And now we are free
Embrace it with great reverence
Birds flit between trees
​Within the hard rain
Atop steel tree; watching
A hawk sits, hungry