. . . remember that I have wings

. . . Because Thou knowest it was that long-ago funeral-bird-fiasco  that drove me to begin this blog in the first place. As an incident too perfectly apt to my situation.  An outward picture of an inward truth.

Only Thou and I remember how much I needed an Imaginary Bicycle, some un-ordinary vehicle, to help me to re-gather all those too-soon departing doves pigeons doves. . . .


[story: “FEBRUARY 32, 2011 – the end “]


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