Talking birds
15 March 2020

Springtime dew
Drops on daffodils
Grass that sprouts
All about
My mind running wild with bees
Larks that morning frees
Summer breeze
Seeping through winter
Blinded herds
Haughty nerds
Of the meanings that become
Lost messages hummed
Symphonies
Stretching in the sun
Talking birds
Swirling words
Of the moments that I sum
With my heart’s fingers
Reading of the poem :
Max Richter – Dream 3 (in the midst of my life)