Roadmap

Read the leaves, truth sayer.

Oh Oracle of Delphi, read the bones.

Hear stories of women and family.

Nature observation paves my way

to personal understanding.

I talk to wildflowers in the garden

that overflow their boundaries

and watch the birds in the yard,

it’s where I discover truths that change me.

In the birdhouses live Jenny wrens,

bluebirds, chickadees, starlings,

the feeders gather colored feathers.

In the wild, species band together,

land claims are made by a mob of crows,

a rouge of cardinals, a flock of blackbirds.

At the feeders, they lay aside feuds,

a rainbow eats side by side.

I go to birds and flowers

to learn something about healing.

https://poetrybreakfast.com/2017/10/03/roadmap-a-poem-by-ingrid-bruck/

Date Published: October 3, 2017