Reflection, meditation, creation: three necessities for the human spirit. Time slips from our grasp in a myriad of activities and errands, yet there is a longing to save time, to store it, to savour it -- to use it wisely.
Seeking time's riches on a shore gasping for perspective, for insight, for inspiration before the froth stirred by the undulating sea washes our traces away.
Hollow bones are needed. Feathers too, lightweight but strong. Feathers conditioned with daily grooming. The preening of plumage to and fro in frenzied but orderly motions takes on such importance. For what purpose do these daily duties prepare them?
Taking flight to other climates, other springs, they return to us.
Large trees grow in small towns with space around them. In small towns, trees grow tall and large in branch and limb. They age with beauty; they are rich in time.
They pull up and push down -- reaching for the sky and seeking the earth.