"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.


  1. I love crows and have a deep connection with them. What a wonderful blog site you have. Many blessings!