29/04/2026
BIRD WATCHING
At some point, throughout it all,
you will begin to watch the birds.
Your blindness to their splendour,
will seem suddenly absurd,
as though age is the key,
which unlocks their mighty majesty.
And as you watch the birds in wonder,
you will wonder,
how they knew all along,
that the point is in the freedom
and the why is in the song.
And all you believed, will suddenly feel wrong.
But that’s okay, the birds will then show you the way,
with their faith in flimsy wing and instinctive GPS,
their seasonal flow, the diligence in crafting nests.
Their zest,
for each sunrise - for life.
Their flow through storm and strife.
The birds see all
and from their soaring heights,
it is your life
that seems quite small.
Why care so much about control,
when surely we are all one whole
and if there must be striven goals,
could it be for sunlit souls?
At some point throughout it all,
you will begin to watch the birds,
my friends.
And nothing else will ever look
quite the same again.
Donna Ashworth
‘Birdwatching’