A new month dawns. Brighter days. Moving further into Spring…
Once upon a time,
When women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn
And to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember what we have forgotten,
That the world is meant to be celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams, born 1955, American writer, educator, conservationist, and activist