dark bird presence
have you ever seen - or felt - the presence of dark birds flying at night? they are a flutter of black wings. nearly silent. almost like black butterflies. when I lived in rural japan during the first lockdown, I’d walk to the lake at night and sit by the docks, watching their shadows. sometimes they scared me, becuse I could barely see their wings. only vague silhouettes.
but these days, I feel the new presence of a dark bird inside the garden world of my mind. a companion, like this black cat. a reward from the sky for walking through hell and back, and alive to tell about it.