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In the soft light of dawn, a melody rises Beneath the veil of morning, where secrets reside Wings whisper, leaves quiver - a pure, childlike call A lone voice tweets, an invitation to all. From soloist to chorus, an exchange profound, An orchestra of nature, harmony unbound. What tales unfold within this symphonic dance? What truths evade my naive ears, by chance? Perhaps a tale of twilight trysts, of love in flight? The allure of ripe fruits, that sweet delight The birth of life - precious, pure, encased in a shell Or an old companion’s arrival, an escape from hell. Perhaps the wind through ancient trees? The soft percussion of branches and leaves The roar of the river, cool and relentless The hum of fungi, their magic reach endless. Perhaps stories of human strife? Of progress marching forth, unrelenting and rife The joyous laughter, the sorrowful cries The echoes of history, painted in the skies. Perhaps the song of sisters and mothers? The solitude of grief, the loss of others The tender pleas of infants born anew The splashes of color, nature's own hue. Perhaps they speak of change, both here and there? The chill of winter's touch, the warmth of summer's glare The cycle of creation - death and rebirth The promise held within each morning on earth. Perhaps it’s the wisdom of angels bestowed? Messages and guidance from realms unknown Legends of years forgotten, lessons of sorrow Promises of redemption, a brighter tomorrow. Perhaps, one day, I too shall know The words to the songs they graciously sow I will fly with the birds, relinquishing my youth And with them, sing my symphony of truth.
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What I’m Doing This Week
Gratitude
I’m grateful to be alive, to be safe with my family, to have love and support surrounding me.
Lesson Learned
What goes up must also come down.
Listening to
Harmony Hall by Vampire Weekend
Watching
A fantastic documentary on the misunderstood network of connective tissue that envelops everything in the body - fascia. It’s the body’s largest and potentially most vital organ, reminding me of the crucial role that mycelium networks play in forest ecosystems.
Reading
presents a beautiful metaphor depicting the intricate relationships between our inner and outer worlds. A powerful framework for understanding yourself and how to rearchitect your beliefs and behaviors in life.Self-care
Meditation, hearty meals, bedrest, fascia work, cupping, sleep, nature, pushups, sunlight
Glad to see you back, and thank you for sharing this inspiring ode to the beauty that nature has to share! Did you know the Greeks had a divination practice known as "ornithomancy" which involved seeing omens from birds' flight and cries? So righteous.
Hi Jeremy, I’m genuinely touched by your glowing recommendation. Your words mean a lot to me, and I truly appreciate your support.
I couldn’t help but notice the synchronicity of your poem. Today, while enjoying a picnic in the park with friends, we were visited by a pair of red-headed woodpeckers, a stunning blue heron, and a charming burrowing owl. Nature was echoing your words, mirroring our inner and outer worlds