There is a sparrow
on a branch of the plum tree,
just one of the songbirds
left in this city of crows.
She sings with desire
for the light that rises,
she sings for the day
and the warmth to come,
her tuft of feathers
and russet crown
full with the beauty
of invisible touch.
The sound of her music
welcomes the swell
of deep woven roots,
the lift of leaves
to the light of the sun,
and here I sit
with the plum tree sparrow,
her bright voice calling
a morning gift.
photograph by James Frid
I think you clothe the meaning of divine grace in “full of the beauty of invisible touch”.
The sparrow gave it to you, and you’ve given it to me.
Thank you!
Greetings to long-awaited Spring!
Uplifting! 🙏 Thank you Don!
Uplifting when we most need it. Well done as per usual.
Sweetness and gift of grace in birdsong.
Grateful.
Ha! Good one! I love little poems about specific birds or specific wildflowers like this. This is a little jewel.
Beautiful.
Thank you for this touch of grace.
Don, your poems always been with an exceptional awareness of what’s in front of you, no matter how ordinary and small. You have a gift. Thanks for sharing it.
Beautiful Brother!
Beautiful awareness of cycles and renewal. An appropriate antidote to the contagion of fear.
Don:
your sparrow could visit…
… the Chinese Elm
outside my kitchen window, where
each morning’s glance reveals
tiny leaves a bit less yellow-green,
a bit more full and wearing
Mr Spring’s official Green
For every poem you post there comes back to you gratitude, for having been touched. And, somehow we want to find words we would speak back to you, giving form to completing the creative cycle. So, here I want to say to those, “pay it forward”. We’ve been blessed, now we let it expand into the world in which we serve.
Thanks Don. Lovely, sweet and tender. Oneness is the given gift—Oneness is the blessing received. Thanksgiving.
I love to read your poetry, Don, although I seldom respond. You are right on. I also read the responses. They, too, are beautiful and give me hope.
Very nice, Don!
How lovely. The image and your words give my heart rest. Thank you.
I feel blessed by your poem and the photo.