In The Light Of Day

24 June 2020 A bird feeder sways gently in a wind only half-born. Beside it, an iron pole is fixed securely in muddy soil. Overhead a few birds fly along the migratory path. They are tardy travelers having postponed departure for three weeks. They are serious birds, no scavegers like bluejays, no tricksters like crows. Just stalwart birds of all types, whose flight maintains the Harmony of Land and Sky. I would readily join them in miles and miles of flight. We, whose flight in the light of day, will maintain the Harmony of the Land and the Sky for all creatures.