Set to music we all can hear
Are these lines of poetry?
Coded messages from an evocative dream?
Lyrics from a beloved children’s lullaby?
The answer is: none of the above. Yet these “words”, sung by the Eastern meadowlark, Black-throated Green warbler, American robin, and White-throated sparrow, respectively, do seem to evoke a poetic, lyrical, almost dreamlike state. Especially when we hear them outdoors on a warm, cloudless day.
When I was young, my legs would sometimes ache. My mother would smile and say, “That’s just your growing pains. Your legs are stretching, growing strong.” And so it seemed to be.
These days I sometimes feel pain, it seems from head to toe. Kneeling and standing , stretching or bending, or even just lying in bed, my joints and bones make themselves known.
“Slow down”, some urge with solicitude. “You are getting too old.” But I prefer to see these pains as signs of growth and change.
I must move with more care these days, and a little bit…
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