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A Nuthatch at Sunrise

He sits quietly watching,
Breathing in the silence like the morning breeze,
His eyes dart from point to point,

The moment comes, and he breaks,
Like a small white and gray bullet, he takes the sky,
Landing on the feeder’s edge to take a seed.

Then he pauses for a beat,
Basking in the newborn light,
Perhaps feeling life in all its complex beauty,
Before swiftly disappearing into the morning mist.

By James Vespoli

Writer, Photographer, and Managing Operator of Wild Cape Press LLC

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