what the birds know.

 

There is no greater purpose than

this right here,

this right now,

 

existing within a pocket

of warm air and birdsong,

so many little voices

singing their praises of life.

 

This moment when

the sun’s rosy kisses

make the horizon blush

contains within it

the answers that

men die for —

that men kill for.

 

If only we would

silence the madness

for a brief moment

and listen with our hearts

to the meaning of bird’s songs,

 

perhaps we might sense the

humbling magnitude

of life itself —

the gift that is every sunrise,

the gift that is every spring,

the gift that is this opportunity

to exist within such boundless beauty.

 

If only for a moment

we would choose

to set aside

our convictions,

our trauma,

our tragedy,

 

we might begin feeling

what inspires birds to sing,

 

we might comprehend

life without condition,

 

we might truly know

what it is to love.

 

 

Renee Novosel

All Rights Reserved

Copyright 2017

 

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15 thoughts on “what the birds know.

      1. As I said, I believe that given its important message it deserves wider distribution and I am grateful to have a part in the process.

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