I’m most grateful to Miriam of MY WINDOW for kindly granting me permission to do a spoken version of her wonderful poem ‘Songbird’. Most of you in our circle will already know Miriam, who writes beautiful, personal and spiritual poetry, often influenced by her childhood, growing up on an Island off the coast of Sweden, but if not pop over, you can be sure you’ll be welcome.
Songbird by Miriam Ivarson
Plus something special for you Miriam, ‘Sorrow & Strength’ by M. Ivarson accompanied by ‘Papa kom hem’
A songbird landed on my hand
looked at me and sang,
sang from her pure heart;
With delight I watched and listened
But didn’t join in
nor give her even a crumb,
Next day she came back
pecked at my hand, then sang,
the most wondrous song
I didn’t say a word
nor give her a crumb,
I was delighted and told my friends
but what about the bird
that sang her heart out
I just didn’t think of her
Didn’t give a crumb,
One morning she sat on my hand,
she didn’t sing,
Just looked in sadness
moving her head back and forth,
Then she flew; higher and higher
I never saw her again.
Finally I understood my selfish ways
I hope she found someone who knew
how to love.
I will forever miss this soulful bird.
© miriam ivarson