Animal Rights, Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
Blah, blah, crisis
Blah, blah, disaster
Blah, blah, arrogance
Blah, blah, ignorance
Blah, blah, selfishness
Blah, blah, hate and fear.
Meanwhile . . .
the small bird
eats each seed
so delicately,
so carefully,
rolling it on his tongue
so gently,
to remove the husk,
delighted
just to be
alive.
So I stop ――
to watch the bird.
I watch the bird
carefully,
and all the blah, blah,
the blah, blah
the blah, blah
in my head
evaporates,
like a puff of smoke
in the wind,
and I smile
and smile some more,
delighted
just to be
alive.
Titmouse - Image by Sharon Fisher
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