The art of living
When the music of the spheres
Becomes life’s soundtrack
Universal harmony
Melds with the song of the soul
A brave blackbird breaks the sodden silence. The overnight downpour has quelled the enthusiasm of the morning chorus. Dawn is strangely muted. It has never really occurred to me how closely the visual and audible aspects of the moment are entwined until the day breaks without its heralds.
The lone blackbird raises its voice nonetheless and, encouraged by its example, others join the song, until their discordant differences become a singularly harmonious paean to the sun. It takes only one voice to break the silence, then the music swells as a river in flood.
A very good poem. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks, Henrietta.
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You are welcome!
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Beautiful words, Sue ❤
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Thank you 🙂
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I really enjoyed your poem. Thank you so much
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Thank you 🙂
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Lovely, Sue, and I know how you love your early mornings!
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I do… though midnight is a bit early even for me 🙂
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thank you x
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I love the feel of my garden after heavy rain, especially just recently, when it was sorely needed. The clean fresh smell is like no other!
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I cut my grass the day before the downpour…it smelled like heaven when the rain hit 🙂
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Wonderful!
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Sue, your Haibun is spectacular. I love your thoughts about the morning and how the sights and sounds are so interconnected. Lovely. ❤
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Thanks, Colleen. Such moments demand our engagement as a whole being, I feel ❤
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Oh, yes. Live in the moment every chance you get! ❤
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We always have the chance…every moment. Even doing the dishes or taking out the trash 🙂
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Thanks, Colleen 🙂
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