Bird Song












Oh, how I envy thee
To be so free...
To fly with silky wings
To view the world in all her splendor
To float upon a breeze

To sing a song of devotion
To serenade the sky
To proclaim my love as I dance
To hear the earth as she sigh's

I watched with pleasure
As she came to rest
In a wooden embrace

To her... I did attest
My most intimate secrets

To me... she did sing her empathy


Dana




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15 comments:

  1. Ahh yes, lovely poem to the birds. I feel the same way.

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    1. Thank you... I've always wanted to fly with the birds!

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  2. Lovely... Love it!..

    JJRod'z

    But you know what, I think it's because of humidity, birds in our backyard is not as much as they were a month ago. :-(

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    1. It could be because of the humidity, but its been pretty humid here and they are everywhere! Thank you for your wonderful comment and for visiting. It means a lot!

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  3. smiles...lovely...i have always wanted to fly like a bird...so free and graceful...love that you talked with it as well...i think in talking it out and letting go of things we do find that freedom...

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    1. Thanks! I really do talk to the birds... but I'm not sure if they talk back. Oh the stories they would be able to tell!

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    2. oh i bet they could...smiles.

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  4. smiles...wouldn't it be cool if we could fly with them... i like the exchange here...you sharing the secrets and she singing her empathy...a bit of magic..

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    1. Thank you! I have always felt a small connection with birds... I absolutely love owls!

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  5. The bird of freedom caught well - interesting that so many children dream of flying

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    1. I know I have! Thanks for stopping by.

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  6. wow, i love the bird song, so free to serenade the sky ~

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  7. Magic! The wish, the imaginary doing it, the talk and the empathy. Moving from an intimate "thee" to a "she," talking to her, to thee, and then we. Lovely moves. I wonder what she would say if you kept talking to her? That, I think, is a secret you dare not indulge.

    BTW: I just read the intro to this page and loved it as if a poem. How neat to scoop out strings of thoughts laced and tangled and deep.

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    1. Thank you! I love your comment... so full of energy and understanding!

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