Accidental stillness

Sitting by the open window in the cool morning air, letting birdsong and thoughts wash through and by….I found an accidental stillness.  I sat long enough and still enough that a bird came and sat on the sill, casting long shadows and singing close enough to touch.  Even now, four water droplets sparkle on pine needles strung haphazardly from the propped open frame on spidersilk. The mystery of their crazy non-alignment revealed by time and the changing light.

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