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My Plea...
Contributed by
LovingWhispers
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Saturday, 25th October 2003 @ 08:07:43 PM in AEST
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The Beauty Within My Hand
Georgia C. Spiller
Have you ever held the softness of love and all its awesome beauty within your hand? Today my husband and I had that thrill in the stillness of the coming evening on a warm day in the fall of 1995. We were builing an addition to our chalet which would give more comfort and ease of movement to me. I've been disabled by an incurable condition for the past four years.
As is our custom, each afternoon when my husband comes home from the hospital, we take a few minutes to walk around the site and see what's been done during the day. As we entered what will be our solarium, we heard the tiny humming noise of wings. Something was inside the room flying around where one of the skylights will be.
"Look at that!" Dennis said, "and he seems disoriented and can't find his way out." We had to get him down somehow, so he can get back outside. Dennis brought the ladder over and climbed to the ceiling. Then taking off his shirt, he talked softly to the scared little bird.
As he talked, the bird started hovering lower and lower along one of the beams. Then he found a place to land. As he rested, trying to regain some of his rapidly depleting energy, Dennis moved the ladder closer. He slowly reached over, covering the tiny creature with his shirt and brought him down.
He carried him to the open wall in what will be our master bath. We've been feeding the birds since we bought our home three years ago. We could see the many feederrs about 10 feet to our right on the deck outside our kitchen.
Now as he slowly uncovered the tiny pile of feathers, he placed it in my hand. I was looking into the eyes of this tiny, perfect miniature bird. I have never seen one of these marvelous creatures this close before. Even though I've managed to take pictures of them, and even had them buzz around my head while tending the plants or reading the paper on the deck, this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Truly one of God's perfect little specimens of wonder and beauty: the iridescent green color of his feathers, his tiny inch long beak, the two tiny curled feet and those beautiful tiny black button eyes. As I stroked his feathers, I could feel his minute heart beating madly in his breast, against the palm of my hand.
We were afraid he was going to die. He was so weak and didn't seem to have the strength to fly out of my hand. Dennis said, "Let's take him out to the feeders and see if he'll eat and maybe get enough strength to fly."
So he took him out of my hands and tenderly carried him out of the addition and through the main house to the deck off the kitchen. He tried to set him on a feeder, but the poor bird didn't seem to have the strength to hold on. Then he flew up under the balcony above the feeders and was just flying aimlessly, as disoriented as he was in the solarium. Dennis rescued him gently once again.
I took him in my hand and put some liquid nectar in the palm of my other hand, hoping he would eat, and not die as we watched.
All of a sudden, as if receiving some touch from God, he looked up at me and flew out of my hand. The wonder of it all - just awesome. He flew up to the top of the roof and into the dogwood tree as we watched, entranced. A few minutes later, I saw the second one come - a female - as if to guide him, and they both flew away.
What an absolutely awesome thrill it was to hold a hummingbird in my hand!
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Note from me :)...
Please don't cage birds..they have wings for a reason..and how do they deliver their wisdom and beauty completely,when they are trapped?
My children of young ages understand the respect that must be given to the wildlife...I'm hoping more adults will.We can still admire them and enjoy them without them being our prisoners.
To watch them from my verandah,co-existing as a community,as lovers,as parents..is just beautiful and heart warming.You cannot see this kind of beauty behind the wire,that prevents them from living..In a cage it is no life,it is merely an existance.If they could talk,Im sure if asked,given the choice,they would opt for freedom to be themselves .
Thank you...
Sharon
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Re: My Plea...
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by Ilhar on
Saturday, 25th October 2003 @ 09:44:07 PM AEST
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wonderful message
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Re: My Plea...
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by The_Phantom on
Saturday, 25th October 2003 @ 10:29:37 PM AEST
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I agree a wonderful message here. Thank you.
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Re: My Plea...
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Sunday, 26th October 2003 @ 12:48:24 AM AEST
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Beautiful write, Whispers....your caring heart shows... Thank you, my friend..
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by Crow on
Sunday, 26th October 2003 @ 01:27:30 AM AEST
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| wonderful write, and true, a beautiful thing is to see them come back to visit. wonderful write. Crow |
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Re: My Plea...
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by Saira on
Sunday, 26th October 2003 @ 08:22:51 AM AEST
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Thats so beautiful, Sharon. Thanks for sharing this with us.
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Re: My Plea...
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by Rakerman1999 on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 12:33:43 AM AEST
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Your love for nature is just one more thing that shows your true heart. Well done
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Re: My Plea...
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 07:06:34 AM AEST
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I agree with you completly here sharon. All animals are natures gift, they were put on this world to roam free and free they should roam. I don't mean domesticated animals, I mean the wild animals that people capture and either cage up or kill. Here in New Zealand we are lucky enough to have Kaimanawa Wild Horses, and they have roamed free here for so long now. Unfortunately department of conservation decided they are destroying plant life, and they have rounded up many of these horses and sent them to markets. a lot of the horses were taken for universities to experiment on, or by people who had no idea how to handle a wild horse. When the buyers realized their mistake, the horses were either sent to slaughter or left to rot in a paddock. A few kind hearted people had the decency to buy these horses, and set them free on their own property so they could at least have the chance of a semi free life. What I am getting at here, is that animals should be kept in their natural habitat - birds in forests, not in cages. I mean the department of conservation have now decided the horses weren't the ones causing the damage - but it's too late now, too many of these poor horses have already suffered (yes I am a complete horse lover).
Anyway, a very truthful and caring write here Sharon. Thankyou for sharing. |
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Re: My Plea...
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by Trisha on
Tuesday, 28th October 2003 @ 12:59:04 PM AEST
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| this is so long and good. i can say that i have a bird and she's in a cage cause she's a bird that needs to be in a cage. i mean we let her out but she doesn't fly away. |
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by Archie on
Friday, 7th May 2004 @ 05:29:24 PM AEST
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| Very very good story. That must have been a great day. |
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