"Nobody knows how they are loved..."

I met this bird one fall day. He wouldn't move no matter how close I came. I think he was freezing so I carried him home out of the elements. He put up no fight, not even a peep. I placed the bird on my kitchen table next to a dish of water on a branch I collected from outside. I had been up all night waiting for tickets to see Captain Kirk perform in Shakespeare's The Tempest, so I took a nap. When I woke, the bird had strength again to fly. I opened the porch and front door, and he flew away. I don't know if my interference was good or bad, but I do know the bird helped me.


"I think of you in the colors of the world..."