Saturday, March 19, 2011

What Speaks To Me

:: the moon outside my door this morning, begging me to try and capture it

:: the sounds of birds giggling and chitchatting in our trees before dawn

:: the smell of dinner on the grill all over our neighborhood

:: the slightest hint of green in the rose who appears to have survived the winter - much like me

:: red-winged blackbirds, in groups of three

:: crocuses emerging from the blackened mud, whose color is louder than their smell

:: watching delilah fly at the park - at once, both unsure and hopeful

:: moments of solitude. the quietness teaches me everything.

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