Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Birds Are Ready For Spring As Well!

You have to believe in happiness,
Or happiness never comes...
Ah, that's the reason a bird can sing -
On his darkest day he believes in Spring!
~ Douglas Malloch ~
A bird came down the walk;
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.
And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,--
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head
Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home
Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swam.
~ Emily Dickinson ~

1 comment:

  1. What a treat! Loved the music, the poetry and the photos, too. What a precious shot of that little dude peeking out from behind the feeder!