not stuck...
"Birds fly under my feet..."
Re: "Birds fly under my feet..."
a bit of poetry.
to the question "how?" not "why?"...
***
the cat and the bird
In the village the grim face:
Mortally wounded bird.
This one lives in the village, the bird
The only inhabitants of the village cat
Ate half.
And she's not singing.
And the cat licked his bloodied mouth,
Hums contentedly and purrs... And here
The bird is dying.
And the village decides
To arrange her funeral, which cat
Invited, he the little coffin is.
The coffin drags the girl and sobbing loudly.
"Oh, if I'd known, says her cat,
The death of this bird
Will cause you grief,
I would eat it whole...
And then
Would have told you that over the blue sea,
There where does white light
From whence there is no return,
She's gone, forever gone,
And you would be less sad, and soon
Disappeared sadness
With your face...
Whatever you say, and every deed
It is necessary to finish!
to the question "how?" not "why?"...
***
the cat and the bird
In the village the grim face:
Mortally wounded bird.
This one lives in the village, the bird
The only inhabitants of the village cat
Ate half.
And she's not singing.
And the cat licked his bloodied mouth,
Hums contentedly and purrs... And here
The bird is dying.
And the village decides
To arrange her funeral, which cat
Invited, he the little coffin is.
The coffin drags the girl and sobbing loudly.
"Oh, if I'd known, says her cat,
The death of this bird
Will cause you grief,
I would eat it whole...
And then
Would have told you that over the blue sea,
There where does white light
From whence there is no return,
She's gone, forever gone,
And you would be less sad, and soon
Disappeared sadness
With your face...
Whatever you say, and every deed
It is necessary to finish!
Re: "Birds fly under my feet..."
I'm with the people trying to do nothing - strongly convinced that they themselves can help (and hurt too) and most importantly they do not have the power to drag.
Smiley - Yes, plenty
Smiley - Yes, plenty