looking up at a beautiful blue sky
filled with flocks of busy birds
hearing an Orioles clear cry
a Veery Thrush’s sweet melody nearby
their acrobats in the sky
waterfall notes of tiny Wrens
flocks of feathered friends
Grosbeak’s melodic tones
White Geese’s harsh baritones
riding the winds currents
and the cross currents
sparrows sing joyfully
in a bird led jubilee
Icarus flew too close to the sun and his wings melted, but mankind’s desire to fly through the ages withstood mythologies warning. Tales of the old gods slipped into oblivion and were translated into technology… opening the door for new gods to worship.
All powerful Thoth, the Ibis God, gave way to airplanes and spaceships…the spawn of the transformation and worshipped by mortals who love flight. The natural world shifted and birds (god’s messengers) shared the skies with machines.
Mankind’s lust for flight takes each spaceship further into the cosmos in an endless search for the furthest limits of universes.
Eight-year old Tony couldn’t wait to go outside and play with his favorite present, a BB gun. Mom and Dad gave him a quick lecture about gun safety. After getting dressed he grabbed the cardboard target and BB gun on his way out to the backyard.
He set the target up on a tree and had fun shooting at it for an hour before his eyes wandered around looking for other targets.
A bird. Without thinking he shot it; dropped the gun, and ran over to it. Hot tears ran down his eyes as he buried the sparrow.