welcoming a warbler

“Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.”
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

On a recent afternoon, a bird flew into my open door and fell to the ground. He seemed to be in shock more than physically harmed. I held him. I spoke to him. I attempted to feed him. I gave him a safe space to recover. And, after thirty minutes or so, he flew away from me, healed and strong again.

What I remember most about the experience is the opportunity to experience something delicate. I usually take my mind’s certainty and my body’s power for granted. This little bird knocked me into a different experience, one with vulnerability and smallness.

When have you gratefully welcomed a warbler (of some kind)?