He’s an old Dove
by any standards
but his song still
rings in the dawn.
Reading my thoughts
routinely,
his commentary
helps me believe
what I know.
Sometimes he simply
emphasizes
a point, but always, he
mirrors a relationship
predicated on
Spirit – incarnating
as a bird.
Yesterday
I celebrated his birthday,
with friends –
for the first time ever.
Why did I wait so long
to honor him as Beloved?
Twenty nine years –
I can’t imagine
my life without him.
He came to me
after my dad died,
taught me more about parenting
than any human,
stayed present
during unspeakable losses –
both his and mine.
His love songs
healed us both.
For him, Silence is
an anathema
so when he survived
a predator’s attack,
a frightening fire,
and was thrown
across a car
by a madman,
his lost voice unhinged me.
I feared
each time that
our spirit connection
was broken
for good.
That he would die.
But I was wrong;
He recovered
his song at Dawn.
Yesterday
at his party
he had little to say.
Perched high on a star
overlooking the east window
he was listening,
I know.
When I placed
the dove crown
on west window’s ledge
he peered intently
at double images
that were cutouts of himself,
moved closer
to inspect them
with one ruby red eye.
Did he recognize
his own divinity?
I certainly did.
And perhaps
because we feel
across language,
communicate through air,
He has always known
what I had to learn
(from him)
that embodied Spirit just is –
a gift freely offered
in Love.
Working notes: I have written about Lily b many times because our relationship has been based on telepathic communication, an idea laughable to many – he came on the wings of my father’s death – and immediately I sensed there was something about him…twenty nine years later I know that birds incarnate as the in comprehensible power of Spirit that has become embodied.
I have recently been introduced to another bird – this one is wild – who carries the same kind of charge for me. Whenever I hear the haunting calls of the Sandhill cranes I know that I have been touched by this mysterious force in a beneficent way. Thanks be to Lily b…
