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Like the storm thrush

(with thanks to a Welsh poet and teacher)

From the March 2012 issue of The Christian Science Journal


Be like the storm thrush, he said perched in a treetop waving wildly in the wind singing for joy the spotted bird voices truth: no roar, assault, nor circumstance can take away your Soul-created buoyancy open your wings      reach up  and let the tempest lift you—  blow you to a treetop  where you hold on and  sing the glory of the view — Nancy Humphrey Case.