A twiggy nest,
a serene brown bird ~
a serene brown bird ~
singing!
***
Small bird,
with your sweetness
you are
the bodhisattva
of my morning.
Songstress,
you awaken me
to the plight of all beings.
***
You,
who own only feathers,
are far happier
than we.
Teach us your song.
***
<3 <3 <3 Good to see you, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteSerene and singing contentedly--ahhhh. Your songstress made me smile and your closing stanza is perfect. Delightful 44, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteOh this just amazing, Luv it
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog
Much love
They are always happier than us. Lovely poem
ReplyDelete'Teach us your song' - a lovely message to share
ReplyDelete3 aspects woven like a nest
ReplyDeleteI love this collection so tender 💕
ReplyDelete"Teach us your song."
ReplyDeleteYES!
Also, a new-to-me word: bodhisattva
Love it!
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oh this gladdened my heart this morning.. the little bodhisattva who owns only feathers...lovely!
ReplyDeleteLike the littlest sparrow, couragous, modest and resiliant.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Sherry! No doubt they are happier.
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
This is so lovely and true. If only we could learn from them.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if they're happy, but their songs certainly bring me joy.
Yes, teach us your song!
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