I wish you could have seen her as I did, in the early morning light. A little bird perched on the rearview mirror of our parked car. Alone and utterly unaware of her audience. She tips her body over the edge and for a brief moment thoughtfully surveys herself upside down. Then shoots up into the air like a firecracker, a feathered bundle of urgency, and attempts to fly directly into her reflection. Over and over again she repeats this sequence of steps. Undaunted by the obdurate glass or her head-on failure. Perhaps the sight of the slight, bright-eyed being in the mirror has moved her to admiration and compassion. “Don’t worry you beautiful creature,” she seems to be saying, “I see you — and I am coming to get you!” Standing there, I am captivated by how captivated she is by the bird-in-the-glass. How fiercely determined she is to make contact, to establish a birdly bond with the mythical “other”. She is oblivious to the situation’s impossibility. And I wonder if she is getting dizzy in the head. I wonder what her beak is made of. I wonder if she is driven by loneliness, nobility or a bit of both. “You sweet, silly bird!” I whisper. Close to an hour later she is still at it. And I wonder suddenly, what would happen, if you could catch a glimpse of yourself in this world and not know that it was you. I believe you too would be transfixed by the fragile beauty you saw. I believe you too would try, against reason and hope, to befriend the breathing miracle that you are.
November 17, 2014
November 17th, 2014 at 12:28 pm
Thanks for capturing this so beautifully Pavi. It took me back to that morning…have never seen anything quite like it. I love your reflection at the end. May we all catch glimpses of ourselves.
November 17th, 2014 at 2:44 pm
Your writing is beautiful. Thank you!
November 17th, 2014 at 5:21 pm
Oh dear Pavi – I can not explain it exactly but, your writing today brought tears to my eyes and a rush to my heart. Thank you for this.
November 17th, 2014 at 9:30 pm
Mashallah. What a splendid thought. Pls keep writing pavithra. Respect for you.
November 18th, 2014 at 9:20 am
What an amazing image! Thank you.
November 18th, 2014 at 9:58 am
Love the image, the thoughtfulness, the language. I have a question…did you ever feel compelled to leave your car to try to help? That’s what got activated in me…with the profound meditation on what is “help” anyway, and I landed on your poem again. Poetry/art is true help when every other avenue seems to be fraught with the unknown of the karma created or prevented.
Thank you for your truly healing use of words,
November 18th, 2014 at 9:35 pm
November 19th, 2014 at 9:46 am
I loved reading this Pavi…I love reading anything you write…it offers me the gift of escape into a beautiful and magical world and reminds me of how I used to feel when I was a kid, my nose stuck in the pages of a book, my mind completely absorbed in the characters within. Thank you for sharing your gift so freely, with so much grace and beauty and wonder.
November 19th, 2014 at 4:16 pm
A thoughtful presentation
A poet sees what others normally do not! !!!
November 24th, 2014 at 9:01 am
Few words but very deep in meaning. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful thought.