bonding with nature

you see
a bird in the
window,
fluttering
his wings,
as if trying
to get your
attention.
he has a worm
from his yellow
beak. you show
him the bowl
of pasta
in front of
you, and the noodle
that hangs
off your lip.
he laughs
and nods
with approval,
then flies
off. it
amazes you
sometimes how
bonded with
nature you are.