Archive for the ‘Patio Olive Tree’ Tag
Cooper’s Hawk in the Patio Olive Tree Near the Bird Feeder– Image by kenne
The feeder is our promise to small lives.
The hawk is the answer we cannot control.
When he drops—swift, inevitable—
the air itself seems to close.
Afterward, the patio is ordinary again,
except for the silence that lingers.
— kenne
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Two Ravens in The Olive Tree — Image by kenne
The Raven Always Listens
The raven always listens
to the wind—
a language older
than feather or bone.
Beside him,
his mate tilts her head,
black eyes catching
what cannot be seen.
Together they perch
on the edge of silence,
hearing the world
move through the air,
two shadows bound
by the endless song
of the wind.
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Cooper’s Hawk In Patio Olive Tree — Image by kenne
I wandered lonely as a bird,
from the dust of dreams I arose.
The sigh of desolate heart I heard
emanate from the depth of woes.
The music of love within me didn’t die,
floating in its cadence I soared in the sky.
— from I Wandered Lonely As A Bird by Subimal Sinha-Roy.
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