Con tiempo el vuelo se acaba
y la misma tierra sera tus nubes
La cama de lodo, igual para todos
Con alas vencidas, eterna despedida
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Asi come vuelan, se los vuelan.
a lo mejos los mataste de un susto, this photo-poem is deep and freaky. good stuff. peace.
this series makes me feel peaceful
do you think birdies have their own heaven and hell?
Ew. I used to have birds. They flew away together. I wonder if when they died, someone took a picture of them too.
Well…this sort of answers my where do birds go to die question….hehe
i am having a moment of post traumatic stress disorder 🙁
last week, as i was driving down a san francisco street, i drove up to two birds…i usually slow down enough to see that they are flying away. y sabes que? only one took flight and the other bounced off the top of my windshield. the vegetarian in me felt terrible! although it was a pigeon…
found you through pachucoville 🙂 nice blog
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iHTWqYV4t8