Birthday Aspiration Arising

I did not know that
I could be a bird till I
heard the fiddle sing.


We strings sing
the hum of days,
the bow’s soft caress
of silent things,
the murmur of
life’s mysterious

Happy Day ... a response and gift of poem and image

@dogtrax @tellio Mr. Dog, this is a sweet, sweet poem (and I mean how my son says and uses the word sweet, not as our grandmothers did) and the photo just takes it to a whole 'nother dimension. Thank you so much.

@tellio and the sun rises on another day, yawning, dawning.

And always, absolutely always the earth reaches up to greet her,

running with windblown hair.

Happy birthday
Happy birdday
Happy Sunday (even though it's just Tuesday here)

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