Strolling lost in thought, absorbed in the quietude
and late life musings that flitter by on a solitary ramble.
Without warning and breaking the hush
a sudden Whoosh! rises around me.
Frozen in a small panic, my mind racing
to make sense of … a fast car in the quiet woods?
Legs won’t move while confusion reigns.
Head tilting this way and that.
Ears attuned to every vibration.
Alert to confirmation yet desperate for refutation.
Just as suddenly the air fills with birdsong echoing from
tree limbs to forest floor reverberating into the spruce tops.
Moving as one, a great flock of tiny birds had lifted in unison
as I passed underneath their roost,
a multitude of delicate wings agitated the air and
created the noise that took me by surprise.
I startled them into action; they stopped me in my tracks.
Avian and human reactions collide in an instant along a woodland trail.