Saturday, July 31, 2010

and then it was gone

I was sitting on the steps,in the shade, taking a break from weeding and I saw a bird,
return again and again to a clump of grass near the coal bin.



I watched as the day progressed, the mother returned , chirping, several times.

Nearing sunset i went out to see the little bird again, it was frail and too young to fly, and now silent.

haiku refection

    watery mirror ahead and behind all at once drifting thru all time