"Once upon a time, when women were birds,
there was a simple understanding that to sing
at dawn and dusk was to heal the world with joy.
The birds still remember what we have forgotten,
that the world was meant to be celebrated."
Friday, October 6, 2023
40 comments:
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Terry Tempest Williams is a stunning writer and naturalist.
ReplyDeleteHe certainly is thank you Sue :)
DeleteLovely words Denise.
ReplyDeleteI agree, those are beautiful words :)
DeleteSo beautiful these words.
ReplyDeleteMost definitely :)
Deleteso true, so true, Beau and I celebrate the joy of the beginning of each day, leaving home for our walk just as the sun is breaking the sky open. the poem is perfect. welcoming the new day is worth singing a song, whether birds or humans
ReplyDeleteI am missing some comments lately Sandra. Yours got caught up in outer-blogger space, hence the late comment. This is happening to others too I've noticed. It's so nice thinking of you and Beau getting out early. Worth singing a song indeed, for all of us :) Thank you!
DeleteHow wonderful that the birds have remembered. Hopefully they can make us remember too.
ReplyDeleteHopefully :)
DeleteUma bela fotografia.
ReplyDeleteUm abraço e bom fim-de-semana.
Andarilhar
Dedais de Francisco e Idalisa
Livros-Autografados
Muito obrigado. Estou feliz que você tenha gostado. Um abraço e desejo uma boa semana.
DeleteLovely poem and photo! Take care, have a great day and happy weekend!
ReplyDeleteHappy you liked it Eileen. Thank you and I wish you the same :)
DeleteWhen women were birds? A fantastic story. :)
ReplyDeleteIsn't it though? :)
DeleteSo sweet!!! And also has a deeper message! You are the poem magician. I have never read even one here that I did not love.
ReplyDeleteYes, very deep :) Thank you Ginny, I am so happy you enjoy my choices.
DeleteWhat a way to start my day. Great post!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful, thank you very much :)
DeleteWhat a lovely photo, Denise. He has such a sweet expression. Thanks for your visits and wonderful comment, which made me smile big!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed Margaret :) Sometimes our feathered friends' personalities shine through, don't they?
DeleteDeep meanings here with this quote. I really like the quotes you find for your blog.
ReplyDeleteThat's so kind of you to say Red, muc appreciated :)
DeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine :)
DeleteThat's beautifully said!
ReplyDeleteI thought so too, thank you Angie :)
DeleteSuch beautiful meaning in this wonderful quote, my friend!
ReplyDeleteI agree, poetry has a way of turning into music for the soul. Very dramatic of me but it's how I feel when I read something like this. Thank you my friend :)
DeleteGreat post.
ReplyDeleteI hope you've been enjoying a wonderful Friday.
All the best Jan
Thank you Jan :) I had a wonderful Friday and weekend. I hope you did also. All the best :)
DeleteNice poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Linda :)
DeleteA lovely bird.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly was, I remember thinking to when I took its photo.
DeleteWhat a compelling thought: "Once when women were birds …". So glad you introduced me to the wonderful author of these words. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Penelope, I am so happy you enjoyed this poet and their words.
Deleteawe ... reminds me morning when i would step into my grandma or aunt's house and would hear their humming sometimes .thanks for making the distant memory alive my friend :)
ReplyDeleteHello dear Baili, you are very welcome and how lovely that it evokes such a sweet memory. Thank you so much for sharing my friend :)
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