the mockingbirds descend in front of my window to mirror the sun's swopping motion towards the horizon

I diligently thank their chirps as their gracious chatter is almost fairy given into this world

here, on this day a young man  passes  by my window whistling a song . unbelievable-- I wonder if the birds inspired him, too

all of today busy making all i need
all I must do is lift my chin and gaze
at the world around me