I have learnt now the songs of the birds,
I know when they are hidden in trees and bushes.
I see the ripples in the pond and know what’s below
I see the movement of the wind moved branches
and from which direction I can now tell.
One branch sways out of sync with the rest;
a young bird hides fledged from its nest,
confirmed by its parent’s anxious song.
I am learning to see beyond the obvious,
what is not in plain sight.
To see the effects of the unseen
and know their presence.
In flickers, shimmers and shadows and in your eyes
I see so much more than before.
Yet my heart is to see more and more.
To know your presence, your touch, your smile.


