Fear Not
Friday, May 18, 2012 at 4:45PM
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Birds,
Birdsong,
Love,
Migrants,
Nature,
Photography,
Quotations
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May - Month of the Planting Moon
Friday, May 18, 2012 at 4:45PM
Birds,
Birdsong,
Love,
Migrants,
Nature,
Photography,
Quotations
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Sunday, May 13, 2012 at 12:54AM
I stopped to get a few cold drinks, my thoughts were high and gay....
I soon felt sad and so alone, the sign read 'Mothers Day'.
'For being there when I need you'....
'You always care so much'....
'You always know what I need most'....
I looked, but did not touch.
I wandered off into the woods, where I sat among the birds....
I miss you Mom, so very much, it's hard to find the words.
You took a piece of me with you, on that cold and painful day....
You'll always live inside my heart, with more love than I can say.
Monday, April 16, 2012 at 8:45PM He puts his cheek against mine
and makes small, expressive sounds.
And when I'm awake, or awake enough
he turns upside down, his four paws
in the air
and his eyes dark and fervent.
Tell me you love me, he says.
Tell me again.
Could there be a sweeter arrangement?
Over and over
he gets to ask it.
I get to tell.(Mary Oliver)
Sunday, April 15, 2012 at 9:35PM So perfect is his voice. The call of the loon tugs at my soul, and reaches across the vast miles of the place called loss with such clarity. My wounds, still so fresh and new and sharp, open up to his echoing yodels.
It is so beautiful and painful at once, this wailing voice that takes the place of my own, as I am yet rendered silent.
My tears flow as a river, for what once was.. and for what remains.
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