Nothing but good news these days
In our insular little microcosm
Every potential problem cleared away
Allowing us to breathe easily
Everything all set for our winter escape
Inhabiting a series of subtropical stays
Migrating beyond the reach of snow and ice
Not coming back until the trees leaf out again
Lucky for us we have the resources
Able to live life going where we please
In good health with minimal requirements
Enjoying a happy time together
In a sensory woods following along a stream
In a swamp overgrown with damp plant exuberance
In a field filled with seductive flowers and flitting insects
On a beach by ourselves exploring low tide flats
Where nature surrounds us existing outside of us
Where we immerse ourselves enjoying every day
Where you will find the birds if you care to look
And where we ourselves are free as a bird
