Life often invites us to appreciate the little things
A harvesting of the the Small amidst the clamor
Like the Little blackbirds cheeping outside my window—
an angelic morning hymn interpreted in feathered threads.
I pause, hands empty, heart full, gathering peace
welcoming joy in the day, flowing outwards like falling petals.
Sunlight spills across the windowsill,
a golden calm that warms the bones.
Rain taps its quiet code on glass,
each drop a musical note, each pause a prayer.
I harvest the music between raindrops
as footsteps echo ghostly rhythms outside,
seeking shelter from the deluge
I savor the curl of steam from my teacup
hands warm, a shelter above my head
I harvest the good and not so good days
waltzing in-between the varied moments
intertwining myself betwixt the stitches
in the footprints of time...wondering
at the way shadows stretch like old stories
across the floorboards of my thoughts.
A child laughs, distant and bright,
a mother's soft voice imploring caution
a father's voice encouraging taking chances -
I harvest the comforting thought
of a friend always walking by my side
the scent of earth after rain—
these are my crops, my quiet yield,
sown in the soil of attention.
No grand feast, no trumpet call—
just the soft rustle of being alive.
I give thanks for the ordinary miracles:
the blackbird’s song, the sun’s slow rise,
the rain that reminds me to listen.
Quiet wonder, where blackbirds, sunlight,
and rain-soaked leaves gather
in a storybook moment.
About the Creator
Antoni De'Leon
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
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Comments (8)
This is a truly lovely meditation on finding peace in the small moments. You made the ordinary things sound so precious and warm. It’s a great reminder to slow down and notice.
A gentle, beautiful reminder that true richness is found in the quiet, harvested music of ordinary moments
The blackbirds, rain, and sunlight become beautifully layered metaphors for emotional weather. You capture the gentle interplay between nature and inner life with a softness that lingers.
Such a beautiful celebration of the little things. Your imagery is so soothing and full of wonder. Absolutely lovely.
I love blackbirds and this poem is simply beautiful.
This is so wonderfully beautiful, Antoni. Right when I saw the title “Little Blackbirds,” I knew I had to read it. You did such a great job putting together words that create such imagery of beauty and wonder. Of course you know about my writing of blackbirds. I have a song called “Little Blackbird” with a similar lyrical theme. https://youtu.be/8YwqGvfVsk0?si=XyDFnl9IspKq3aOo
Aw, this so sweet, blackbirds seem to be everywhere, gathering the small moments sounds wonderful. Enjoy it while we still can.
Such a beautiful ode to the little things that matter, Antoni.