What we think is the way we see, and everything is different than it was a year ago.
My 7 thoughts: Love more; care more; worry less; enjoy more; notice more; write things; be in nature every day.
An encapsulating poem:
A small bird
long thin bill, fluffy feathers
gem green on its back
An Anna’s hummingbird, it turns out
froze to death outside our house
while we were freezing (not to death)
over Thanksgiving in Colorado.
Looking for food
(our feeder was empty)
It dive-bombed its own image
hit the sliding door
fell to the wood deck
caught its foot in a crack
and—stunned—
laid there until cold overtook it.
It wasn’t torpor
(I looked that up)
Because the tiny fellow didn’t move at all
for a good five days
the wind ruffling downy spots on its swollen face
black eyes turned to slits.
There was a little bird in this world
And then all of a sudden
there wasn’t.
And I can’t get that hummingbird
and its fast-beating once-beating now-stilled heart
out of my mind.
I feel
pain for its end
wonder at its beauty
Gratitude
knowing that every being that has lived is the all of life.
WOW. This is absolutely beautiful, Nancy! And absolutely true.
My 7 thoughts: Love more; care more; worry less; enjoy more; notice more; write things; be in nature every day.
An encapsulating poem:
A small bird
long thin bill, fluffy feathers
gem green on its back
An Anna’s hummingbird, it turns out
froze to death outside our house
while we were freezing (not to death)
over Thanksgiving in Colorado.
Looking for food
(our feeder was empty)
It dive-bombed its own image
hit the sliding door
fell to the wood deck
caught its foot in a crack
and—stunned—
laid there until cold overtook it.
It wasn’t torpor
(I looked that up)
Because the tiny fellow didn’t move at all
for a good five days
the wind ruffling downy spots on its swollen face
black eyes turned to slits.
There was a little bird in this world
And then all of a sudden
there wasn’t.
And I can’t get that hummingbird
and its fast-beating once-beating now-stilled heart
out of my mind.
I feel
pain for its end
wonder at its beauty
Gratitude
knowing that every being that has lived is the all of life.
WOW. This is absolutely beautiful, Nancy! And absolutely true.