spent the morning
watching
light change
sun playing hide & seek
with clouds
birds singing their
truths
their
secrets
i lifted my
voice
in song
my truths
my secrets
"once upon a time...when women were birds...there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. the birds still remember what we have forgotten... that the world is meant to be celebrated."
remembering
