Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
An unexpected tenant.
Flying into the garden shed, through the non-intended opening due to a few slats having fallen off the door.
1 thought on “waiting for this moment to arise”
O life… isnt that it… no control… and with a possibility to notice and be with what is.