The blackbird

I am in the city at the moment. The world around me is in chaos but I do feel calm and stable. Spring is fully there with here beautiful flowers and early in the morning, birds are singing and wake me up. Even here where there are hardly any trees. I can't show that many recent nature photographs.

Especially the black bird seems to tell me stories, memories from long ago. She helps me remeber that there is always another reality behind our daily concerns, a world of goodness, pureness and beauty. The world of the soul, timeless, ageless.

There is that touch of melancholy or nostalgy in blackbirds song May be because this world is so often forgotten and seems to be lost in the violence of everyday human life at this moment. But all our troubles have so little meaning in the vastness of eternity. And eternity is so much more real in the universe of endless space and limitless time. So much time. Our little fragments of time in our experience are not that relevant. 

What I do feel strongly is the love for people close to me, now or in the past. I do feel the strength of that bond. The love which goes beyond time. But the birds seem to be as important as people. With them I share a relational history as well. The same for trees, I do remeber some special moments with some special trees even 30 or 40 years ago. The old trees have such strong and unique characters. With the birds I can not discriminate as easily their individual signature, they all seem to be connected as species. 

A foto from an eagle I have met 3 years ago. I do not yet have foto's from the blackbirds on the roofs here.