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A little bird, within a tangled wood,
Sang sweetly to the forest solitude;
From matin hour to vesper time it sang —
Until the leafy woodland spaces rang
With such a chorus of ecstatic glee
That all the world seemed pulsing harmony …
~Robert Frost

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simple life …

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… to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter; to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring – these are some of the rewards of the simple life.   ~John Burroughs

Perhaps the little bird was named; W. Wordsworth?

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Lines Written in Early Spring

“I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?”

William Wordsworth  1778

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I Heard A Bird One Day

Wind moves through
this hollow reed body
touches the five senses
and becomes a song.

Who is the Master
of this orchestra
and how does Emptiness
become love or a teacup?

I heard a bird one day
and became the
bird hearing.
Then waking from this spiritual dream
of Oneness
the world resolved itself
and nothing at
all happened.
Yet the Ancient One continues to
wink and smile.

~ Adyashanti ~

BirdOnHead

I once had a sparrow
alight upon my shoulder for
a moment, while I was
hoeing in the village garden,
and I felt that I was more
distinguished by that
circumstance that I should
have been by an epaulet I
could have worn.

Henry David Thoreau

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The little sparrows
hop ingenuously
about the pavement
quarreling
with sharp voices
over those things
that interest them.
But we who are wiser
shut ourselves in
on either hand
and no one knows
whether we think good
or evil.
Meanwhile,
the old man who goes about
gathering dog-lime
walks in the gutter
without looking up
and his tread
is more majestic than
that of the Episcopal minister
approaching the pulpit
of a Sunday.
These things
astonish me beyond words.

William Carlos Williams

Sparrow Kiss

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It is reported that sparrows in India are in rapid decline, due to environmental toxins and degradation.
This is a sharing by a school teacher in India…

Where Have The Birds Gone? By Hema Ravi
(Teacher, St Mark’s School, Chennai)

“Chittukuruvi muttham kodhuthu” (meaning: The sparrow kissed me) brings back fond memories of our younger days. Our summers were always spent watching these birds build their nests in the niches of our homes, in the attic, and any other tiny corner that was away from human eyes. Today, these birds seem to be declining. The other day, I took a walk in the Theosophical Society, and once again, I enjoyed the chirping and familiar sound of these birds. (Long, long afterwards, American poet H.W. Longfellow’s poem comes to mind)

Watching and hearing the sparrows was a feast to the eye and the ear indeed! I would like to share this verse.

Seed eating passerine bird,
Small, pink legged, conical bill
Grey brown, black throated males,
Grey brown with eye bordered females,
Black and tawny streaks on back,
Black winged feathers with white patches
Grayish white breasted birds.

Busying themselves in spring with
Straw, paper, twigs and grass
Nesting on low branches, in our homes, in sheds.
Children watched with interest nests in their homes,
Small birds perched on ledges or lofts.
Today, these have become a rarity,
Where have these sparrows gone?

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