A Keeper of The Sacred Law, a crow sees what many do not, and irreverently squawks about it.
"The seeing-eye, the beating wing, the bird that laughs at everything. Misunderstood by everyone, who can not see all things as one".
Saturday, March 14, 2009
My Head.
Everything has a head.
This is mine.
It changed from when I was young to when I was older.
The colour of my eyes changed, too.
But what was inside my head changed most of all.
Hey Mr. Crow, have you flown away?
ReplyDeleteI love crows and have a deep connection with them. What a wonderful blog site you have. Many blessings!
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