I. First Flight Abandoned baby lark, having no advantage of parental instruction, flaps and falls and flaps and falls and flaps again managing at last to push off the ground and just keep going.
Life makes a way for those who flap their wings, to fly.
II. Final Crossing Caught unaware, a red fox crossing a country road mangled, distracted by headlight glare. Unseen by driver in a hurry who forgot to look with care at what seemed familiar road ahead.
Death comes calling when we lose sight, look but see not.
Another unique and powerful write, Dawn, that draws some fine analogies here. You capture our minds and attention - but also our hearts. The visual is amazing: is it a trompe de l'oeil that the eyes actually move? Very clever! Bless you, too, for the beautiful message you sent - a real bouquet, thank you! Kate xx
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
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words to the wise, from the wise--excellent! thank you
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
Peter
I especially like:"Life
makes a way
for those who
flap their wings,
to fly"