I hope Raptor doesn't mind a different sort of bird sighting in his thread:

Janie- I read your post as I listened to my friend Gordon's brand new cd, "Other Eyes". Something changed.
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Sending Love

Your wordless message carried on dark wings
Reminded me: sad winter ends.
Their voices yelped a hunt for springs long past
When laughter-colored sun leapt up
From salt of splashing ocean, calling me
Awake from sleep; from fearful dreams.

And as they passed, my falling tears were dried.
The scent of sea, a hint of light;
A freshened breeze, the sounds of wings, that cry,
Have lifted sorrow to the dawn.
An elegance of feathers whistles by
And I remember how to sing.

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