Poem About Birds Singing In Spring



The birds of morning take their places
upon the stage of life’s amphitheater
where their voices have remained mute for months.
But today, they rise in joyful chorus,
belting out melodious tunes.

Isn’t it funny how such a small animal
can make a giant footprint upon the soul
and lift a heavy heart higher
than pharmaceutical cocktails and cognitive endeavors –
a voice that sweeps the soot from the chimney of the soul
with only chirps in rhythmic time and playful ruffles of feathers?

Somewhere subconsciously we believe
they are the gatekeepers of spring
and have enough magic in their beaks
to end this bleak, cursed winter.
Their songs are beautiful incantations,
awakening nature from its deep slumber
and inviting all who hear their music
back to life.

-Poem Written by Justin Farley

2 thoughts on “Poem About Birds Singing In Spring

  1. Beautiful! I once sang to a bird, way up high in the mountains. It seemed it had not a lot of experience with people, because it was not afraid to come close. When I had to go, I said goodbye and it began chirping a desperate reply.


    • Thank you for your comment and sharing your experience. I’ve had experiences like that as well. I think part of what I love about nature is the feeling of the Spirit of God alive in every living thing. Maybe it’s just that we are more open to the Spirit in the quiet, but also like you mentioned, animals sometimes have a human-like quality, as if God can even speak to us through his creations.


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