Release
The bird with the broken wing flies away. It will never choose to stay on it's own. Recovery only brings distrust; the healer becomes the jailer. I can have my fantasies about personal bonds with a marvelous presence, but they are only little movies I project onto my own soul as a distraction against my own flightless reality. My only hope is to let go and be one with true freedom. Release and return...
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This Image "Aviary" Elena Ray Copyright 2008. The world as the true aviary. The metaphor as the art of mirrors. A montage of about 5 blurred Lensbaby images.
I am touched by your thoughts and images.
Sincerely,
Sam
Posted by: Sam Pardue | January 17, 2008 at 03:38 PM
E.
This image is stunning.
And, I love this: "The bird with the broken wing flies away. It will never choose to stay on it's own. Recovery only brings distrust; the healer becomes the jailer."
I wonder if there's a name of a book in here....this sounds like one of the central themes of the new book!
'muk
Posted by: 'muk | January 18, 2008 at 01:49 PM
'muk,
I still like "Gibraltar", with my image of the winged waif on the cover, of course...
Your poem this morning was so wonderful, thank you thank you for sending it:
http://www.thomastrofimuk.com/journal/1159-am-friday
Posted by: Elena | January 18, 2008 at 02:53 PM