Place

The spirit of my grandfather visited me today in the form of a red winged blackbird.
He perched on the branch of the bamboo in my grove.
His song spoke to my soul.
He told me he has blessed my fields and I would have a bountiful harvest.
Put your hands into the rich earth, feel the life, feel the yearning
for the bright Sun, the sweet rains, the warm winds, he sang.
Oh grandfather I miss you so.