A small Canyon Wren
is singing to the big sky.
One long song
woven into the western air.
Singing with exuberance,
a sacred sound cascading down.
Clear notes bursting
from this small brown bird.
Ascending, descending,
echoing off smooth rock walls.
I hold my breath, close my eyes,
feel blessed to be a witness.
Years later it lingers
in the canyons of my memory.
© 2026 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
Garden of the Gods - Colorado Springs, Colorado
