‘So much beauty is not meant to be held in human hands.’ Margaret Renkl, from “Masked” in Late Migrations: A Natural History of Love and Loss. … SO MUCH IS NOT MEANT TO BE IN HUMAN HANDS!!
The day after the waxwings appeared at my birdbath, I found one of them, its flock long gone, panting on the driveway below a corner of the house where two windows meet and form a mirage of trees and distances. When I stooped to look at the bird, it lay there quietly. Though I could see no sign of injury, I knew it must be grievously hurt to sit so still as I gently cupped my hands around it to move it to a safer place in the yard. It made a listless effort to peck at my thumb, but it didn’t struggle at all when my fingers closed around its wings, and I didn’t know what to do. So much beauty is not meant to be held in human hands.
~ Margaret Renkl, from “Masked” in Late Migrations: A Natural History of Love and Loss