O, Heart, What A Wonderful Bird You Are…

~ Rumi ~

for this week’s edition of the astonishing light of being, the voice of Beloved sings through Great Spirit shapeshifted as eagle cloud of unknowing… in a lovely synchronicity, today marks the last of 27 days of celebrating the total soular eclipse… below is a poem capturing that moment of totality tho written a century earlier in another land… thank you to the angels for sending this song describing exquisitely the beautiful moment of creation… stillness birthing dance…

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Everyone Sang

Everyone suddenly burst out singing;

And I was filled with such delight

As prisoned birds must find in freedom,

Winging wildly across the white

Orchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight.

Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;

And beauty came like the setting sun:

My heart was shaken with tears; and horror

Drifted away … O, but Everyone

Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.

~ Siegfried Sassoon ~