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Controlled Life. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Only they know how to live in this world now. How to be truly alive; starlings, scrap and jostle, dragging young ones along, observing adults surviving, so that they too will survive. Segued into an unseen world, or unlooked for, a motley crew of creatures, rats, pigeons and them, always just out of eyeshot, but there, beating us at life. Free to wind and element, food provided, shelter and sanctuary in noisy animated groups, inteligent, prolific, untameable. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Phil, you are a great and sensitive observer and this poem holds poignant beauty and truth. Love, Margherita |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Margherita...your words are to me like the wind that bears the starlings on their swift flight...upliftment..thank you.. Goldenrose. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
love this and was thinking a similar thought last night, listening to some treed night callers demand attention, while watching some rowdy kittens playing tag-a-tail |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I must agree with Margherita here  |
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