Little Bird

Little bird,

What happiness bursts from trilling throat!
What piercing tone of joy breaks the air!
You cannot know of universe, heaviness or sorrow.
Your tiny being swells with gladness for this time,
This rapturous moment, oblivious of tomorrow.
Teach me, lift me, take me to your lofty sky,
Give me wings that I may know the miracle of now
And wondrous things!

August 1986

Orvetta's thoughts: May we enjoy rapturous moments daily - the MIRACLE of life! May we slow down - and look up - from whence our blessings come!