A songbird calls happily out to me,

“I see you! I see you! I see you!”

The bird did something I couldn’t do.

It found me in my natural state,

Un-pretensed out in my orchard,

And now I must go and find that bird,

To find out what it heard me saying,

Heard me praying for.

My mind wanders after it.

The morning is cool,

But no wind blows.

So many various birds I hear,

Their coos and chirps and melodious calls.

Somewhere out there, quietly, 

One warbler hides,

Or maybe he is in plain sight,

But has changed his tune

To disguise himself?

I wander on in search of it

Through the mysterious trees.

Lulled by the peaceful, charming ways,

Life draws me along,

Page after page,

Through this daydream.

-jenn