and what is distance

when there was only me, conscious me

and out of reach

till i shake the self out

 

I had a dream

Bird tale:
I had a dream
There was green
and colours of others,
and I made my dream
come true.

"The possession of knowledge ...."

Bird tale
of a juvenile:

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Anais Nin