one minute,
you were flying free in a dreamy rose ribboned sky with the wind kissing your wings
and the next minute,
you were crashing into a false future,
impersonating a cloudy horizon,
delivering a heart-stopping
ending
to a very small but precious story
spanishwoods 
Excellent, mysterious poem and photo. Beautiful trees and pink clouds.
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thank you Timothy
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Great poetry and I love the main photo. Very atmospheric.
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thank you so much Michael
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You’re most welcome, Sylvia.
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A poem of many hugs Sylvia with beautiful and meaningful photos 🤗
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thank you Brian
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A beautiful and sad poem.
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thank you Lynette
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An amazing poem, and the broken glass reminds me of an owl in flight.
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thank you John
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Heart stopping poem. I would like to see it posted here: Make NYC Bird Friendly | NYC Bird Alliance. They work hard on getting city dwellers to turn off lights and also make windows bird safe. I am a member. Would you send it to them for the newsletter?
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In addition, you could send it to National Audubon: Contact Us | Audubon
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thank you Sherry
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Fine work
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thank you
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Beautifully done, and a poignant reminder Sylvia.
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thank you Curt
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Yep over and over as i practice, maybe the noticing of a huge difference between two old all or nothings become more fluid and effortless
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Beautiful
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Thank you ever so much
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What a fabulous little story!
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Thank you Dale.
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💞
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