Song

If I had a song
I would sing for the woodpecker
whose home we destroyed yesterday
as he was making a nest of our wood sculpture
I would sing a song of hope
that he could find another home
while the weather is still mild
to winter-in protected from icy storms

If I had a song
I would sing for the poets
especially the ones who struggle with their muse
or have writers block as thick and long
as the great wall of China
I would sing a song of inspiration
of mindfulness to notice and connect
and a song of good pens and fun paper

If I had a song
I would sing for my heart
that oscillates from joy to sorrow
from irritation to peace
I would sing a song of strength
to keep my heart loving and kind
a heart for speaking my truth
and listening to the truths of others

Photo of the wood sculpture in our back yard that the woodpecker was pecking into to make a winter home.

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