cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Hauiku: Silent Spring Redux

on March 27, 2020

Birdsong welcomes Spring
Amidst uncommon stillness
Human voices quiet


10 responses to “Hauiku: Silent Spring Redux

  1. Dale says:

    All the better to hear the beautiful birdsong!

  2. The birds are keeping me company in the quiet mornings when I can’t sleep anymore.
    This is lovely

    • vivachange77 says:

      The birds I hear most are the two Canada geese who make this their year – long home. They lend a sense of the possibility of performance in a strange new place.

  3. vivachange77 says:

    PS I meant the geese lend permanence. Spell check can make mistakes I don’t catch.

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