06-12-2010, 12:36 AM
A Blackbird Came To Die
I neither bestow nor can I take life.
For that, a much Greater Power than I
rises to the occasion.
Sometimes though,
a living presence makes its way
into my awareness and so I
become midwife to its death.
A few days ago I noticed a blackbird with an
iridescent head and broken ebon wing.
He could not stand on his left talon
I will bury it tonight.
There are some things that can not be saved.
There are some things that I have learned to let go of,
over and over and over
again.
