Birds taking flight–especially large birds. I swoon at their ballet. Rarely do I manage to capture a split second of it for my eternal amazement.

Me, on the other hand? So burdened with concerns and things….

STORAGE

... Things!
Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful
fire! More room in your heart for love,
for the trees! For birds who own
nothing--the reason they can fly!

–Mary Oliver