This is from “SIGH”, a collection of inspirational moments. After a close brush with death this last Saturday, the song of this bird seems even more beautiful to me!! If you get a moment, click on the title, it will take you to a page on the Wood Thrush, where you can see this wonder and listen to what I hear each day!!

Wood Thrush
Silvery tones of a sweet refrain
pull me from the edge of dreams
steeped in the indigo shadows of night.
Elusive flute. A feathered reed,
speckled brown with sunlight streaks.

Split harmonies crescendo
through your earthen pipes
and fall through the air like crystal rain.
My spirit soars on the edge of your wings,
set free by the lyrics of summer’s song,
trilling through the glow of dawn,
until the hush of twilight’s calling.
The air shivers with your melodic praise…
I stretch out my arms to embrace
your passion of being.
© Mid Stutsman ’09