Drunk on Joy
Has it struck you at times, out in free open spaces
how very loud the little songbirds sing
how clear and distinct, from high trees near and far;
Yet their dome is the sky and walls don’t exist.
How can their little bodies contain so much
strength, beauty and joy.
Yet, in between they work hard finding food;
Building nests and teaching their young.
I wonder if we think to much whilst they simply live,
rejoice in song and flight when work is done.
Or in between.
Imagine humans bursting out in song, just like that
without wondering if it is good enough, or worse
If you are drunk.
It occurs to me that it would be wonderful to be
drunk on joy and gratitude for being, here and now.
Sing and dance with happiness,
not being so correct.
© miriam ivarson
My Window 
Beautiful penned Miriam. A delightful read. Thank you.
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Thank you so much Suzette, I am glad to hear you enjoyed.
miriam
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Beautiful, Miriam! Thank you for sharing. xo
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Thanks so much, Jill. I am happy you liked it.
Miriam
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beautiful
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Miriam, a wonderful wish and poem – here’s to being ‘Drunk with Joy’! 😀 Humans never fail to create obstacles for themselves and I love your tender and thoughtful observations of the freedom and spontaneity of the songbirds. I hope more of us learn to be (at least a bit) like them! I also now have a fun picture in my mind of ‘imagine humans bursting out in song’ … that would be quite something!! 😀 Wishing you a relaxing and peaceful Sunday, my dear friend! ❤️
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Dear Annika, thank you for your beautiful and thoughtful comment. We are indeed often good at creating obstacles. It made me laugh too whilst writing, the image of people bursting out in song.
it does happen at times and some countries more than others.
As you say, that would be something. Good for your health too. (:)
miriam
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Lovely Miriam. Birds, children, and dogs show us the power of spontaneous joy. May more of us burst out in songs of joy! 😍
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Brad, thank you for this lovely comment. The power of spontaneous joy; that is it.
As you say, may we do this more often and share. 🙂
miriam
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😍
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Awesome hope we could be like the birds and fly to freer spaces and be joyful and happy throughout our lives. Lovely poem and picture Miriam.
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Thank you, Kamal, for your wonderful comment. I love that image of us finding more joyful
spaces and have the courage to share. 🙂
miriam
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Yes absolutely true Miriam. Always welcome dear 💕💕💕
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Lovely thoughts Miriam! To be drunk on joy is the wish of each human being but their paths are different, as joy depends on their ways of looking at life and work. Dreamers often feel free to sing in joy to perch high or fly with the birds… some are earth bound and find their joy in own choices.
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Thank you for your appreciative comment, Balroop. To love life even when the going is time
makes it easier to find joy. You don’t give up too easy.
we can be dreamers and yet find joy in our chosen work. Spiritual and yet feet planted on this
beautiful Earth. 🙂
miriam
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Very very beautiful.
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An heartfelt thank you. 🎶🦋.
Miriam
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Blessings.
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A wonderful way to being my Sunday. Thank you!
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I am so very glad that my words became part of making your Sunday morning good. Thank you ♥️.
Miriam
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Miriam, as much as I’ve always loved and appreciated birds, I’ve never thought of how strong many of their singing voices actually are. “…how very loud the little songbirds sing, how clear and distinct, from high trees near and far; Yet their dome is the sky and walls don’t exist.” Perfectly expressed.
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Jennifer, thank you for your beautiful comment, it brought a big smile.
To sit in a peaceful place and listen can want you to join in with the birds.🤗
Miriam
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I’ll think of your poem the next time I hear them sing. 🙂
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I love it, Miriam. To be drunk on joy is the best inebriation.
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Thank you Kat, I couldn’t agree more. 😊.
miriam
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Such wonderful and reflective words! Thank you for writing this beautiful poem and sending it out like the birds singing in the trees 🕊🌲
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Dearest Babs, how wonderful to hear you again and thank you for your heartwarming comment. I am now smiling, thinking of words singing in the trees. Bless. ♥️.
Miriam
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A beautiful notion Miriam 🙂
“Imagine humans bursting out in song, just like that” 🎶
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Thank you, Janice, for your sweet and kind words.
Would you believe, I have come across this spontaneous singing in both
Ireland and Greece. It was wonderful to be there and become part.🌻
Miriam
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..Drunk on joy: what a wonderful feeling
I loves your poem very much, Miriam: great and inspiring 🌹
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Dear Louise, thank you for your beautiful comment. I am so hPpy that
you liked the poem. 💕.
Miriam
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It’s well deserved praise 🤗🌹🤗
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For me one of the greatest joys of having a garden is to hear the bird song especially the uplifting Robin.
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Thank you, Brian. Yes to the joy of birdsong in the garden.
I agree about the Robin, they are wonderful. Another bird that sits the highest and sing loudest is the Blackbird.
Together they make a beautiful chorus.
Miriam
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Yes! Now that you’ve brought it to my attention, it has struck me – the power and energy of birds. Now, I’m smiling. Nature is always a wonderful teacher. Thank you for bringing this into clarity. 🙂
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Thank you, Jo-Anna, for your positive and beautiful comment.
You have so felt the underlying feelings of this poem as you say.
‘Nature is always a wonderful teacher’ . I so dream that everyone would have
the opportunity to see and hear this. 🤗.
Miriam
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❤
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This is a beautiful poem, Miriam. I often burst into song as singing compliments being happy. My mother thinks its a very odd thing to do.
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Ahh…., Robbie, thank you so much for your beautiful words. Singing definitely compliments being happy. My mother sang every day, doing her work. Sometimes as the windows were flung open you could here her soprano half through the island.
It is not an odd thing to do, you just keep singing.
Bless 🎶💕.
Miriam
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This is beautiful, it definitely makes me stop and think about the little things we “humans” often take for granted. So glad I came across your blog, thanks for sharing!
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Thank you for your wonderful comment, makes me glad. Yes, we all take to much for granted until we are taught a lesson.
I am honoured to have you here, on my blog.
Miriam
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My pleasure Miriam, nice to meet you, I’m Tammy💟
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Hi, Tammy, lovely name and I am glad you told me. 😊🌺
Miriam
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Indeed we think and they live. Fantastic poem, my friend! 💖🙏
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Yes, we do indeed let thinking take over far too much. Stops the joy of living.
Thank you, SamSahana, for your beautiful comment.
Miriam
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The life of a bird’s life singing to Glory. A fantastic thought well observed Miriam.
Beautiful!👌
Shiva
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Thank you, Shiva, for your lovely and appreciative comment. How silent the world would be
without music and song. Birds show us the way as does the sounds of naure.
miriam
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Such a beautiful poem, Miriam. Especially the last lines. I absolutely love your title! It is delightful!
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Ahh…., thank you so very much Carol. I am so glad you liked the poem.
As to the title I was a bit hesitant first but that was what it wanted to be.😊🤗.
Miriam
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It’s a perfect title!
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