Pigeon

I have a balcony off the living room of my apartment in Gent.  It overlooks people strolling on the Oudburg, a street full of restaurants and bars.

I’ve lived here for three-and-a-half years, and a few days ago I experienced a first … a pigeon landed on the railing.  It stayed awhile.

I was in wonder.  I love birds.  I’m happy that I just gazed at the quiet one, who knew how to find my eyes.  No grabbing the phone for a photo op.  Just staying put.

And then she or he was gone.  That’s okay.  I will continue to remember the time I was visited.  There’s a yearning for the return and a knowing that this may never be.

All is well

7 thoughts on “Pigeon”

  1. Yes, animals bring us “messages.” 🙂

    After recently sharing a short version of my “peregrine falcon” encounter from several years ago with some forest/naturalists folks, I was inspired to write a story of it. When it’s ready, I’ll share a link to it with youuuuuuuuuuu….xo

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      • Oh, Cornelia … you speak poetry. And I am nourished by it. Thank you.

        “My sky was open and vast and available.”

        Indeed.

        “A touch of something wildly tender and unexpected, reverently beautiful”

        Write on, my friend.

      • darling Bruce…thank you for reading and your loving feedback. I use Medium, don’t promote it, to post this ‘n that…some are excerpts from a long-in-the works book. You might find some other interesting “reads”….

        Just a little fyi…I refound Medium a few years ago when our Patricia shared about something wonderful she’d read about the EC and shared it…it was a post on Medium by Greg Hopkins who we “know” on Global…xo

      • Very cool, Cornelia, about Greg and Medium. And it was a pleasure to read your thoughts and give you feedback. Hmm … okay, I wasn’t really “reading your thoughts”. That’s a superpower I don’t have and aren’t interested in!

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