You were only waiting for an angel from above

The sun was out and so were we.The conversation meandered past my ears.Amidst the children's shouts arose another sound.Gradually we stopped and listened.As we silenced, he crescendo-ed.We sought him out and his voice drew the eye.Perched on the conifer top.Basking his bright beak in the sun.He sang from the depth of his tiny body.Performing his … Continue reading You were only waiting for an angel from above

NonSense

Sometimes I hear singing in the silenceSometimes I see colours in the darkSometimes I feel the warmth of a hug though I'm aloneSometimes I sit in sunlight,surrounded by people,and am deaf, blind and numb