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Poppy's avatar

Dear Marwa,

I think we all have many different crows in our lives, different version of one,’some with look like humans , some ; like every thing else.

I do find myself stopping in the middle of the street when I see one.

I am amazed by them, they are so bright.

They move like no other bird, like a predefined plan.

If there has been studies about them,

I have no doubt that whatever we know, is far less that what they truly are.

A mix of magic, a mix of science.

The most fascinated birds that I have ever seen.

Truly ~

SubtleSageMind's avatar

This is my first time reading you, Marwa, and I’m subscribing after this one.

Interesting that the parakeet doesn’t choose freedom, he falls into it, and only becomes king of anything after the fact. That’s truer than most stories about “taking the leap.” I’ve got a poem about a crow too, different bird energy but same feeling of something showing up uninvited and staying. Happy to share it here if it fits, or I’ll just let this one speak for itself.

Do you think the crows were ever trying to help him, or just telling the truth without caring either way?

https://subtlesagemind.substack.com/p/vigil-repeated?r=8j1llr&utm_medium=ios

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