When the universe surrenders to me
Like the Eagles surrender food
To their precious eaglets
The sight might gah-ro-oss some people out!
But one day when I am old
The universe will return at my nest
Wrap me in its wings
Examine my heart
And then to hide me from predators
Clutch me in her beak
Pull me up to view the brilliant noontime sun
Then suddenly lean its head back
And with a snap,
To employ gravity, I suppose,
Swallow me whole.
Then fly off and regurgitate my meaning and
Supply me to another part of nature.
Author notes
Guess I'm just not quite ready to die? LOL!
Written October 24th, 2004
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does seem like you
communed with nature
and has a pleasant sounding
ring to it. The background
is very interesting too,
I've been lazy with my
backgrounds lately,
but i like it, looks
old and folky and reminds
me of "a mighty wind". Your
on a nice roll here, I
see you employed gravity
within too. very nicely done.
take care...Olivia
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