Thursday, 14 July 2011

seeing not hearing

The tiny bird and his shadow sit on my fence top. He has his back to me, but I can see his little body moving. And though I can't hear it through my double glazed windows, I can tell that he is singing. . .

"For lack of attention a thousand forms of loveliness elude us every day." - Evelyn Underhill

4 comments:

Hildred and Charles said...

These bright eyes of awareness are so essential to the heart. The most touching, I find, is the meadowlark.

Susannah said...

Thanks for visiting again Hildred and Charles, it is good to see you here. :-)

Mari G said...

Hi Susannah
How often we stare at things and not see anything...very true. Great quote.

Susannah said...

Good to see you Mari. :-)

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