Monday, May 11, 2009

A Beginning, An Ending

Nature is constantly reminding us of the never
ending circle of life, as Spring continues its
exodus and Summer starts taking center stage,
decorating the garden in deep, rich colored
blossoms complimented by a background of
lush greens.
But even amidst this parade of beginnings, and
newness...there are endings.

I could not help but cry when my husband
discovered a tiny bird lying dead in our yard.
Tears streamed down my face as I carefully
cradled this little creature in my hands.

We decided to bury him in the garden among
the roses.
"it was not the brilliant turquoise
of your skin that held my gaze,
but the still flickering faint light
shining amid such lipid pools of onyx,
whispering the truths of your soul"

9 comments:

Jean said...

The sight of that beautiful bird brings tears to my eyes as well! And what beautiful words you've written below the picture. Thank you for sharing such beautiful pictures and words with us!

marciglenn said...

Thank you for posting this - although it brought tears to my eyes it made me stop and reflect on how short life can be. Carpe Diem!

Angie in AZ said...

Oh, that is so sad! I'm glad I'm not alone in crying for the dead birds! I too, do that. I even had one incident that had me crying every time I thought of it for weeks! Thanks for sharing such a beautiful pictures. The color of this bird is amazing.

Artiste Nouveau said...

:(

Wow--he was so pretty too...what a shame.

purple bird art said...

that's so sad...and such a beautiful indigo bunting - a rare blue jewel in a world of greys and browns - I am glad you found him a restful spot in the garden...

Mary lin Huskamp said...

I am sure he felt the love of a caring stranger yet one who loved him as no other! He is a tiny rose in his own right and will find piece in your garden. His short yet beautiful life has touched many even in his death.

xoxo

Anonymous said...

indigo buntings are my very most favorite, and a couple years back i found one on our back patio. . .

its just that you do not see them so often, so when you do, you certainly wish to see the flying and enjoying life...

im a big softie as well..

jen gray

Deryn Mentock said...

Beautiful photos! Poor, pretty little bird...

Lori S-C said...

Oh my, what a beautiful bird.... and even dead, has made your readers think about life and beauty. How we can be touched in such a way is only by the wonders of the human heart...