Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.
~Henry David Thoreau
Squirrel Trail
Bluejays
Alarming squirrels
Wrens 'peterdittin'
...Leaves raining to the forest floor
Colony
Bluejays Breath
Visible Sound
Carried
Through
the warm
breath...
The exhale
bound within
the call...
Air
and sound
illuminated
by the bright
light
now visible
where green leaves
clung
only weeks ago...
Warm breath
meets cold air.
Together
they hold each other
and
the sound evaporates
into the space
held
by another
bluejay
in the distance...
Trail
Found the raccoons trail.
Bluejays Squawk
and Red Bellied Woodpeckers 'chee'
a wren nervously 'piks'
and every now and then a little bird behind me lets out the faintest 'pzzzt' call
my mind feels like the highway sounds in the morning
pretty sure there is a hawk I cannot see
