Dublin 2009: Bird in the Window

by Susan Abraham

A coffee in my hand, I would once more rest against the balcony wall, awed by the view outside the long window. I saw a black bird with a bright yellow beak flutter about, seeking its lunch from the seeds of a tall plant. It looked as serene as I might have done, restful in its solitude and considering only that the garden might have masqueraded a restaurant for a rich cuisine. The bird danced about to the jingle of an invisible tamborine and I myself felt compelled to waltz around the room. It may have been at that moment of pure exaltation that no one held court to the world but the bird and I. That the trees would turn an Eden and the sky an oyster hosting the stars as pearls.

Then the silence fled as a noisy crow flew past and rudely broke the spell.

Credit: Clip art is courtesy of Grandmas Graphics


3 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Karen Resta on February 1, 2010 at 1:45 pm

    The garden is indeed a place of the most rich and elegant repasts! 🙂


  2. Wonderful, meditative piece Sue.


  3. Agreed, Karen. xx
    Thank you so very much, Leela.:-)


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