The Birds!! have returned for Spring. At last, I hear a song, giving me hope.
When a person suffers the loss of a child, you grasp for anything to keep you in the game, called life. It is a daily struggle, sometimes hourly, but live you do. You look for anything that will take you to a different thought, and chirping birds does it for me. So many things bring me joy, I'm so grateful to still be able to see joy. More grateful to see Joy in the everyday happenings around me. Right now, the choir of birds, lets me know, I'm OK. These little creatures, flitting around, unaware of their healing powers. Precious voices of nature, announcing that warm weather is coming!!!!! Reminding me to be still, and listen.
Faith
is the bird
that feels the light
and sings
when the dawn
is still dark
__Rabindranath Tagore
When a person suffers the loss of a child, you grasp for anything to keep you in the game, called life. It is a daily struggle, sometimes hourly, but live you do. You look for anything that will take you to a different thought, and chirping birds does it for me. So many things bring me joy, I'm so grateful to still be able to see joy. More grateful to see Joy in the everyday happenings around me. Right now, the choir of birds, lets me know, I'm OK. These little creatures, flitting around, unaware of their healing powers. Precious voices of nature, announcing that warm weather is coming!!!!! Reminding me to be still, and listen.
Faith
is the bird
that feels the light
and sings
when the dawn
is still dark
__Rabindranath Tagore
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