Today's story ends differently. I went quickly to pick up the bird as it fell. As I held it in my hands, it opened its beak a few times, extending its tongue before falling completely still. At least it got to be held before it died.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Another Little Bird
Today's story ends differently. I went quickly to pick up the bird as it fell. As I held it in my hands, it opened its beak a few times, extending its tongue before falling completely still. At least it got to be held before it died.
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Sad.
May you be at peace, may your heart remain open, may you awaken to the light of your own true nature, may you be healed, may you be a source of healing for all beings...
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