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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Birds as Prophet


Bird came to my window, and said "What?

You let me in there once, now what the hell?

What I wouldn't give for arms to hold you.

We are creatures of such like desire."


I said "Sorry, but I didn't mean it then.

Now I know that I am sorrier than I have ever been."


"Look at me. I have flown right through this glass unscathed."

"But bird," I cried, "that window was wide open."

Then he stared right through me in the strangest way.

2 comments:

onesilentwinter said...

lyrics from chris b

Alister said...

i think you are beautiful