Let's set politics a-side for a short moment shall-we?
yes i thank we shall...
" As a feather floats by lonely lies silent "
Yet even while seen through the eyes of many...
Still lying lifeless on 45th an Broadway last night in Time square
America's Big Apple...
As if like a flash back it accrued to me.
Who would know in the dark of night that through the Forest flew a
black bird that died that night ?
GOD would...
So as like any good Samaritan would do I picked up.
That life less little Bird left there lying amok in the middle of the
road ,
and walked it to the curb.
While in the background all I heard was this peaceful musician playing
songs from the heart of our home land.
Those flutes a flaring fluently through the air last night.
I walked upon a clear ROSE bag. And as i bent down to pick it up all I
saw were a flock birds swarming to find rest.
Right then and there on top of the Virgin music store sing there in
time square.
* In seeing that it accrued to me
Just how many birds I saw daily flying by my tent every night while my
stay in the Virgin Islands " The Dark Mountain "
The place I called Home for seven months this year.
Bet they saw what I was doing and wanted to perch there quickly , to
see just what I would do at that point in time.
locating a trash receptacle was easy for there was one right there in
front of my path as I crossed the street.
Gently as I laid the life less bird in to it's new place...
I saw all the birds take off at once , as that musician played on an on
an all right there. In to the late of night.
The wonder of aha and the joy it can bring...