“On the mornings that had once throbbed,
With the dawn chorus of robins, catbirds,
Doves, jays, wrens, and scores of other voices,
There was now no sound;
Only silence lay over the fields and woods and marsh…”
Rachel Carson
Music: Autumn Leaves
My dogs woke me extremely early
When we stepped out, not yet dawn
The sheer silence was so sadly striking
No bird song around my trees and lawn
I pondered this utter silence for some time
Finally realizing, Fall Migration had begun
For very many of nature’s winged wonders
Their time in the northland, was now done
And I knew immediately that I would miss them
A sudden sadness in my bird loving heart and soul
As I gazed up into the still dark and chilly night sky
I wished them all well, knowing instinct made them go
And now, I sat out in my dark yard with my dogs
Pondering the fact that many of them flew, all night
I realized that flocks of them were up there, right now
I silently gazed skyward and saw a dark shadow in flight
So many wondrous winged varieties, now heading south
So many leaving the great boreal forests of the northwood
So many heading down to much warmer climes, for winter
For a second, I thought perhaps joining them, might be good
But my intuitive dogs, now sensing my sadness, this morning
Now all huddled around me, very affectionately, on our lawn
Reminding me that I could never leave my northern homeland
And suddenly, a chorus of tiny sparrows, sang a melody to dawn
Both my dogs and these sparrows had very quickly reminded me
That not all of Earth’s creatures were heading up, off, and away
I thanked all my dogs, and filled the bird feeders for the sparrows
Then I went back inside, counting my blessings, on this autumn day
©2009, Mr. Ed
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I loved serenity you brought to my heart,
Love Ankin
Marcia~
Be always safe,
Karen
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Louisa
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Be sure when they wing their way south, I'll give them a great big howdy from Texas. And when Spring comes, I'll make sure they know the way home to your backyard. =] A lovely fall day!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The way things are going, I took a step backward the other day, to actually hear a frog croack in my pond, things are getting real quiet now........... but I hear Angels, Bless you! Jasmin Horst
Now I am old as he was and long walks are no more, although, if we were here I would have told my legs to stop whining and start walking.
Georg
Anna