Beginner's Heart

Beginner's Heart


seeing what might be there

birds on wire

photo by Paolo Pinto

I saw this on FB the other day, and was mesmerised. Not simply this photo — I’ve taken several similar ones myself. But by what happened next.

Jarbas Agnelli saw music, notes on a staff. I do too, and have written poems wondering what that music might sound like. But Agnelli didn’t just wonder — or write a poem about wondering. He wrote the song.

What would happen if every day I moved beyond wondering to doing? If the curiousity I see in my grandson’s eyes were mine? How might my life shift, and what would my soundtrack sound like? Blackbirds on a wire, against a cloudy sky…?

Here is Agnelli’s Birds On The Wires. A thank-you to R. B. Smart, who told the story behind the music.

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