I am at the moment obsessed with homing pigeons and the dreamy thoughts
that they carried thin slips of paper
with words
with messages
with secrets
and always knew their way home
from anywhere really
innate abilities
we always find our way home
to our nest
to our mate
to our place
even across snare traps and rocky terrain
we always know the way back to the arms that hold us
like it must have felt when our mothers did so many years ago
we always know how to get there if we just go
go
go
I dream like a carrier pigeon
and I shoot straight to you
straight to you
wings beat down and tired
but my message is here for you to read
like tiny words that make you cry
11 comments:
That was lovely!
Just beautiful.
Just beautiful.
Whoa! Did my new buddy write this?
brilliant gull
xox
this part:
"we always find our way home
to our nest
to our mate
to our place
even across snare traps and rocky terrain
we always know the way back to the arms that hold us...."
that part?
spoke to my heart.
i thank you, love.
Sweet...
That's just what I needed to hear today.
Thank you.
homing pigeons, love... i once read that one in wartime made it to its destination, bullet wound and all. there are a million stories in there.
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It was very interesting for me to read that post. Thanks for it. I like such themes and anything connected to them. I would like to read more on that blog soon.
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