Spring - Singing

Spring - singing

Have you ever become so full of birdsong that it

flutes through your body

delighting and tickling you into presence?

Have you ever become so full of birdsong that it

soars through your landscapes

seeking hidden nooks and crannies,

clearing spaces of sunlight and hope?

Have you ever become so full of birdsong that the

air around you pulses and shimmers

leaving you doubtless that your every move

dances with the trees and the flowers?

Have you ever become so full of birdsong that you no longer know

who is singing?