Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Mother Sky / Small Bird

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Expansive Mother Sky,
in all your greys and blues,
your hazy autumn hues,
you hold my heart
the way the rugged maple
holds the twiggy nest
in which sits a wee brown bird,
serene, and softly singing.


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Small bird,
with your sweetness
you are
the bodhisattva
of my morning.
Songstress,
you awaken me
to the plight of all beings.


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You, 
who own only feathers,
are far happier 
than we.
Teach us your song.


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One from 2015, my friends. Trying to focus on the positives at the moment which, for me, is always found in nature. For the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads.


23 comments:

  1. This is my favorite poem of yours EVER. I feel the spirit and want to learn the song. Sharing.

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  2. Oh, that last stanza.... that's what we need.

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  3. We all need this positive moments. So thanks so much for sharing them.. For reminding us that even when times look gloomy, the Great Mother has a way of growing hope.

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  4. This do remind me of the Caged Bird... we need to sing like this... it's the only way.

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  5. Nature has a way of touching us
    wonderful expression of a touch

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  6. This is beautiful.. love you are the bodhisatva of the morning...

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  7. This really is beautiful. We need peace now.

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  8. I love the calmness and song you weaved throughout your poem~
    Beautiful!

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  9. lovely, mi amiga. the 'eagle' within owns, only, its feathers and so i soar

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  10. "you are
    the bodhisattva
    of my morning."....so serene and uplifting...

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  11. Such a beautiful poem....you are so one with nature!

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  12. Songstress,you awaken me
    to the plight of all beings

    How the lovely chirping of songbirds will help one reflect on what affects the human heart

    Hank

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  13. Yes indeed, i too wish to learn their songs

    much love...

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  14. Fantastic, Sherry, and much appreciated right now. xxoxo to you!

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  15. OH, that last stanza. YES. <3

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  16. Oh, Sherry, such a pretty poem. Let's study the wee little brown bird carefully, watch and listen, its every moment. Third verse says to us, if we only can, "You ... are far happier than we. Teach us..."
    ..

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  17. Surely the ones who own only feathers have much to teach us. Would that we would learn!

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  18. Yes, I need the lesson sung from feather and flight.

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  19. That reminds me of one fateful day, three years ago, when a little female sparrow fell down from the pomegranate bush and I could not save her. She lies buried in one corner of the greens ...

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  20. "you,
    who own only feathers,
    are far happier " ... yes, the secret of life is truly to own less - and live life NOW.

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  21. I think you are right about birds and their happiness. They ARE happier than most humans, I am sure.

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