The Bird & Mons Agnes

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–

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The bird in the tree

Is speaking to me.

I can somehow comprehend.

She talks of feeling small

in such a grand earth.

The impossible dreams

she would scheme

trembling inside her –

wanting to flood out

yet somehow suppressed.

Don’t let those dreams falter,

she continues advising.

Her tiny beak opening and closing.

They’ll crack and tear

at your soul –

hemorrhaging.

Listen to the whispering.

Only then will you

hear the wind calling.

Only then will you

find your wings

and soar to Mons Agnes –

where you’ll see how small

the world really is.

 

* Mons Agnes is a mountain on the
Moon, in Lacus Felicitatis (“Lake of Happiness”).  Wikipedia

 

Photograph by FlyTrapMan (Click here to visit and follow his blog).