tmbt: bird in the lamp post
She has made her home in the light. She is not an existential wonder, nor a sun-worshipping beach bunny. She is calm and sweet, and likes the way the post is surrounded by perching wires. She can see forever from her straw-filled hole inside the street light casing, and she doesn’t mind the quick dip down to get Rainier cherries. She is not known for her lover’s song, nor for her size and speed. Her delicately striped face is just a gift to the eclectic skyscape and it matters not whether her beauty is noticed by the human in the window below, or not. She is relaxed and aware – it is her nature after all – and she is the most beautiful thing.
Photo by Elise, Flickr.