26th August, '09
Splash-splash
wings dripping
with droplets of sun,
feet like lead
a weary heart
whither do you seek to fly?
Flap-flap
warm sunlight
wind and feathers
dancing a ballet of their own
a triumphant soul
why do you seek to rest?
Looking Away
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. . . that story does not make sense. Babies can “report their experience”
and they do. They do so loudly. Persuasively. The “medical establishment”
appare...
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