Little blue egg cracks
Baby bird seeks freedom’s way
Oh joy I am Sprung
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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
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I wish the birds that nested in our bathroom roof seek freedom very soon, if not sooner 😀
This makes me laugh. I hope they fly away soon.
Me too 😀
A lovely, delicate poem Ina.
Thank you Andrea. Happy Springtime to you.
And to you!
What a lovely time of year 🙂
It is wonderful. And I saw the full moon last night.
I would so love to see that!
I can always tell if there is a full moon when I wake up around 3 AM and see warm yellow stripes on my carpet. I get up and go to the window to see the sight.
It’s like it is calling you, Ina. How wonderful.
Lovely idea, Dale.
Joy, indeed!
Thanks, Bill.