sunday morning among the trees

birds are scattering song
from high branches this morning,
like berries for the faithful
it falls light and unanswerable,

falls trill and pulse and
wing purr melody,
falls sweet like
well-tongued prayers
on the lips of the holy.

it calls us to deer paths and mud paths
and roots among the moss paths,
calls us to the silent ways of fallen leaf –
calls us home on pilgrims feet.

Linking to Earthweal’s open link weekend #142


11 thoughts on “sunday morning among the trees

    1. I have read some fascinating dating things about birdsong and emerging conciousness – and also stoma of leaves opening to.motning birdsong. Unfortunately I seem have retained the flavour rather than the details. Think I might have to go look for it again.


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