Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
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Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The Day The Starling Came To Visit
The starling caught me by surprise, his wings a flutter, he stops to see from the window above the kitchen sink. I never saw a starling so close, as the day opens like a blooming rose. I smiled as I opened the window to set him free, he went as far as the sycamore tree. He turned around and it was a goodbye and then he flew off to the blue of the sky. I felt so very warm, so warm inside, the moment I told you what was on my mind. Like the bird now flying free, you and I sail through all of our dreams.