the sunset tree

most nights when there is a visible Sun setting

small Birds of various plumage, perch

to watch the golden Sun disappear

behind the mountains holding back the sea

as our planet Earth spins into darkness;

they are at total ease … in a trance

as they sit and watch.

it seems they are getting a heavenly download

planted in their hearts

instructing them of their next birdly endeavors;

the sense of Peace that envelops them, and me

is Divine.

i think they are onto something,

those birds.

ZED