Foraging New Ground

 

For foraging into new ground,  

At the waterfront, I enjoy standing with the birds.  

Do you know they always flock, being fed by the word?  

I sing my songs of love, for into thee,  

And they eat and imbibe it thoroughly through.

As for me, I do too, enjoying loving attention,  

Surprised I only filmed in mind.

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At the water's edge, where earth meets sea,  

I find a space where I can simply be.  

The birds gather 'round, drawn by my tune,  

Their wings reflecting the light of noon.

Each note I sing, a gentle call,  

Echoes out to one and all.  

The birds respond, in flight and song,  

A chorus that carries the love along.

Their beaks sip the melody, their wings the verse,  

As I watch, the universe immerse.  

In this quiet communion, where nature aligns,  

I realize the beauty is capturing my mind.

For in this moment, pure and true,  

I share my love with skies so blue.  

No camera needed to hold this scene,  

For it's imprinted in the in-between.

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This chapter reflects the serene experience of connecting with nature, where love and song intertwine with the natural world. The imagery of birds, water, and song captures a moment of deep reflection and joy, where the essence of the experience is preserved in memory, beyond the need for physical capture.