Remembering

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