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Message from a Song Bird

Updated on November 27, 2013
Song Sparrow from Alan Vernon flickr.com
Song Sparrow from Alan Vernon flickr.com
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Pensive young woman from Mohamad Itani flickr.com
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Touching my soul...II from CHILDREN AT RISK FOUNDATION flickr.com
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'birds song' from Doris Sharrock flickr.com
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Who Am I Really from Arbor Lux flickr.com

Message from a Song Bird

By Tony DeLorger © 2013


A distant birdsong echoes through the stillness,

reminding me what life ensues despite me,

and I know I am but a speck amid this vast life,

a small space taken by a prescient soul, inquiring.


And what I know is meager compared to what I do not,

yet my heart tells me plain it is of value,

even though without the scrutiny of minds greater than I,

my words may still affect change, have consequence.


That trill distance song enlivens me to believe there is purpose,

even without consciousness, in the throws of the mundane,

and I hold tight to that hope, that belief I am one,

singularly individual yet a meaningful space within the void.


What change I affect is in the end superfluous,

yet if but one soul is touched, love imbued, and heart acknowledged,

then all is worth the travesty of precious life,

and all the excruciating pain and suffering that accompanies our paths.


That bird, that song, that freedom of oblivious mind,

sings without prejudice, without intent, simply because it can,

and the purity of its song reverberates and fills the void with meaning,

because it has no motive, no thought, just song.


And I aspire to be as that bird, without the burden of reason,

accepting what is and being exactly who and what I am without compromise,

living life for what it is, not what I want it to be, in my image,

rather surrender to the perfection of it, the purity of untouched existence.


Our greatest pursuit in life is finding meaning, finding a purpose for all this beauty and ugliness. All answers lie within.

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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Much appreciated FR, so glad you connect with my thoughts. Take care.

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      What a beautiful and thought-provoking poem here dear, Tony! I really enjoyed reading. Your poetry is always amazing and carries a profound message along with it. Your choice of imagery is perfect.

      Up and more and sharing.

      Blessings, Faith Reaper