This Land, This Day

this land,this day

The tawny insects hover and dart,
the swallows flit and dive,
the turkey vulture wheels, light through its wings
showing them golden from beneath

Sparrows chase each other through the brambles
flying low and straight,
a pair of doves coo and flutter
from fence to fence

Blackbird warbles ripple the air like water,
Sparrow trills and whistles magnify the sun,
the wind teaches me to breathe
in the broad generosity
of this land, this day.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 17, 2015

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