Practicing Resurrection Day 6


As I read these lines from Mary Oliver’s poem, Starlings in Winter, I was reminded of these birds I saw on my side stop to see Niagara Falls last year. This quick break in travels to stretch my legs has stayed with me. These birds calmly hung out in the raging rapids of the mighty Niagara Falls. A few yards away water was powerfully pouring over a ledge, and here they sat just sunning themselves. Nothing to fear.


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