Sparrow
Why can't you protect the sparrow? As he falls to the ground. What good is seeing him fall if you don't reach out a hand to stop it?! Its little wings fight to stay above the clouds -- but it still falls. Couldn't you have given it some strength to fly away. When we lose a loved one, there is a tendency to blame oneself. We wonder what we could have done. We question if we should have done it different. We regret. What becomes of the sparrow anyway? Does it have another
Blue
For the first time I see, the ocean is blue, and blue is the ocean. I look, and for the first time I know, Here is now, and now is here. I stand and I know my feet will move, and I will follow. I touch and I understand, what I feel is real and what is real I can feel. The sky is blue as the ocean my eyes are clear as its reflection. I am no longer paralyzed under grey skies or trapped inside of grey eyes. The ocean is blue, and the world is round.
I cannot fall. I am safe.
