morning birdsong
by Elouise
~~~Young Song Sparrow, Longwood Meadow
morning birdsong
calms my troubled heart
centers my soul
* * *
Yesterday’s Sabbath was a challenge.
Not because my spirit didn’t welcome it,
but because my body kept voting No
to all the delights I’d planned.
In midafternoon I finally listened to my body.
What did it want?
Nothing! Nothing at all.
Not even sleep.
So I gave it nothing for 45 minutes,
lying on my back,
breathing, feeling my heart beat,
and doing nothing at all.
Sheer joy and delight!
This morning I’m off-center.
Weather changing, traffic noise outside, things to do,
and this tired old world to face.
The songbirds outside my kitchen window remind me:
I’m not alone in this world of pain and sorrow,
no matter how great or small my joy and delight may be.
They also remind me:
Music is welcome and necessary,
especially in minor keys.
* * *
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 13 July 2015
Photo credit: DAFraser, June 2015
Yes, those minor keys make beautiful music but bring challenges in life, don’t they? I really love this poem. 😊
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Indeed they do. Though without them it seems I’m living in ‘happy days’ land. Perhaps too good to be true? Thanks, Mary, for your kind comment.
Elouise
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