Tag Archives: birds

Songlight

Golden lights hits my face, As rainclouds form across the sky A song burst into the air I followed it And found You! … A large bird at the top of a small bush? Or a small bird at the … Continue reading

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Going South

The veil grows thin, Visitors from the North are coming in The wings beat the air As their calls filled my ears… Heralding the arrival of fall in the South… …

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Flight patterns

Above the clouds Above the sea Birds fly underneath me, Fish fly through the waters . Layers of flight Above and below We soar together… Circling the globe with light and shadow, Shimmer and spark.

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Communion

Fat birds on church steps Eating breadcrumbs in the sun. All is consecrated host, All is You.

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Invitation

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Flights

The bird stood in the center of the two lane road, Taking flight As cars from both directions passed. Some sort of sacred dance had occurred … And somehow were all we’re blessed by it. . There are more directions … Continue reading

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Visited

A denizen of the sky and tree Swooped low to visit me Oh, Holy, Holy, Holy

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Fly

Whatever direction you fly, Fly towards Peace.

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Conversations

Somedays , the best Gift Is Conversation.

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Gifts

A brown thrasher chirped a song of Spring, Their beak full of Gifts.

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