Tag Archives: birds

messages

the crow soars above, laughing , cawing –  why fly over me? why not stop and stay? i say, calling. silly! why not join me!

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flight patterns

in the daylight of the full moon morn. the sun bright in my eye, i still see You. May we all soar in Love, each with our own flight paths,

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wake up

the dawn is barely broken the horizon is not yet pink a soft gray envelopes the world still chilled from the cold stars, and there You are chirping away. What are You doing up so early? What are you doing … Continue reading

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fences

my neighbor put a new fence last year, and at first i was a bit upset, for it blocked my view of the forest. but this morning, it was the seat of the choir! some sing low and some sing … Continue reading

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Cawling

The mist is falling lightly as i stand outside to greet my day – a crow from somewhere unseen caws. searching i can not see You,  here, i hear you. i must follow my cawling. It brightens me awake – … Continue reading

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pointing

an ancient Buddhist teaching tells me  the finger pointing to the moon is not the moon. neither is your beak the sun, yet You point me to it, and the radiance of this day. a finger, a beak or a … Continue reading

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drive by

driving away and driving to – my heart is heavy with thoughts of You, if angels can fly because they take themselves lightly – then the phrase: I’m no angel takes on new meanings…. HEY, Wake UP, it’s Me! – … Continue reading

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Blue?

a blue jay was in the birch tree, hollering for all to see – was it a sonnet or misery? I do not know – i could not translate but someone could. you never know when or where Love will … Continue reading

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following with thanks

following in our traditions, facing into the wind, we find our place in the sun. and give thanks. sumi-e on rag paper, scanned over an old piece of calendar photo of an eagle catching a salmon, sorry no ascription…but thank you … Continue reading

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observations

Crow is yelling His observations again. you can’t keep telling people what not to do – you have to inspire them with what TO DO! and with that, away he flew. inspired, i did too.

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