Pied Wagtail

/ Rae Cod 
Pied Wagtail wagged and bobbed as she searched the Earth for worms
Where once they were abundant, now she found them hard to earn
But she carried on her wagging, for what else was there to do?
No use worrying about it; on went the search for food

One day she saw a human, sitting on the ground
He wasn’t searching for some worms (for what he'd lost could not be found)
She sensed a hurt within him, though he only sat and stared
Pain rolled off in waves unseen and touched the little bird

Each day he came and sat while Wagtail foraged steadily
Each day she watched as stillness raised him from bleak reverie
Pied Wagtail found she was content, even though the worms were few
For she’d seen this human shed the dark and grow to something new

One day he brought Pied Wagtail some most delicious seeds
Next day he built a wooden house, with bird bath if you please!
Even when his heart was mended, and the worms returned in force
Each day the wagtail and the human met, at peace in silent discourse
Photo by Spencer Selover on Pexels.com

Those who contemplate the beauty of the world find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

Rachel Carson

Thanks for joining me for another Sunday rhyme time. There are so many small things I’m noticing in my back garden that are bringing me daily smiles at the moment, not least of which is the pied wagtail that inspired this rhyme. She’s capable of flipping a ‘meh’ mood with one wag of her tail; I love the power nature has when we allow it into our hearts! What small things are bringing you joy today?

5 thoughts on “Pied Wagtail”

  1. Love it Rae, especially this observation: She’s capable of flipping a ‘meh’ mood with one wag of her tail… Kinda makes me wish I had a tail.🤣 Nice of you to ask what’s bringing joy today…. My garden! Specifically my roses (I’ve tried to smell every one I can reach), my foxgloves (I SO love them and they just appeared out of nowhere in my wild garden!), and the fat tadpole I spotted in my tiny pond, growing nubbins of back legs!). Everything is a miracle.

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    • Me too 🤣
      Good job on the rose smelling 😉
      I adore foxgloves, we bought some seeds but haven’t planted them yet, my neighbour has some beautiful ones and I keep hoping they’ll pollinate to my garden but no such look yet!
      I haven’t seen a tadpole since I was a kid, that is exciting. Think I need to get me to a pond!
      Enjoy your lovely garden Melanie 😊

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  2. Nature is truly awe inspiring isn’t it. Great poem Rae.

    We have tiny wrens nesting in our wisteria and it’s amazing watching the parents tirelessly bringing them food. We can hear the babies screeching for more and they never seem to stop needing to eat. We watched a couple of them take tentative first flaps of their little wings as they tried to fly. It’s easy to achieve mindfulness watching this all happen. X

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    • Thanks lovely Mandy 😊

      That’s so lovely, wren babies sound just like human babies (apart from the wing flapping 🤣)

      Yes there’s nothing like watching a bit of nature in your garden to restore a bit of peace to the soul.

      See, you’re meditating already, Eckhart Tolle says simply being in the now is simplest and most effective form of meditation 😚xx

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