Songbirds. {Poetry}

Do the songbirds in their yellow suits
dancing across the Magnolia’s limbs
ever feel a panic come over them?

Sweaty claws
let go of the bark,
darting away,
hearts beating uncontrollably,
and yet there’s hesitation
on looking back at what they left;

or

do the songbirds
in their yellow suits
sing away
their fears,
note-by-note
panic falling in the wild rye,
as their melody floats
across the morning sky?

           I am not separate from nature, but, sadly, there have been times when I lived divided from the beauty of the wild spaces, and yet I always return to them.

         In nature, the I becomes a disappearing act into the wild. I forget about me. I lose track off my problems, and take delight in the beautiful simplicity of such a multifaceted world.

      Nature isn’t far away from any of us, and yet so many of us forget to find solace there. She’s a dandelion growing in between the cracks of the concrete. A hawk flying over the city park. The lavenders and pinks on the clouds at sunrise.

      Nature is always there, but many of us have chosen not to interact with the beautiful simplicity.

       In fact, a term—Nature-deficit Disorder (NDD)—was coined for this disconnect between nature and humans. It isn’t a medical term, but more of a way in calling attention to how people’s disengagement from experiencing nature may be detrimental for their well-being.

“Nature-deficit disorder describes the human costs of alienation from nature, among them:  diminished use of the senses, attention difficulties, and higher rates of physical and emotional illnesses,” wrote Richard Louv in his book, The Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-deficit Disorder.

       I agree with Louv’s perspective as I am reenergized after spending even 10 minutes in Nature.

       In recognizing my connection to the songbirds, the worms, and even the vultures, I can see that my problems are just problems: they’re a story.

     Like the songbirds that I wrote about in the above poem, I can either stay trapped by panic about a particular story or I can sing a song: live my moments with a lilting tune instead of being fearful.

     To do so, I’ll only need to do two things: zip up my boats & put on my little yellow rain jacket for a slow long walk in Nature.

Copyright 2016 © Jessie Wright

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