THREE RED BIRDS
(3-23-09, Stewart’s Creek, Carl A. Patton)
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Carl A. Patton, FreedomJournal Press
My rock writing place was taken by the
people that came to fish. During these times
humans had a low priority as they seemed to
defeat the sense of solitude and the greatest
time to write and think. Did any real great
revelations ever come to anyone in a crowd?
Still close to the Creek although uncomfortable
upon an uneven fallen tree I saw one, two, three
red birds fly, jumping one short tree limb to the
next. This was still only the second day of spring
and the trees still held leafless limbs of winter and
Needing a writing place conducive to some comfort
and serenity I moved on. But intent to remember the
grand appearance of the three red birds. How blessed
is the great Creation and all the things to be seen. Meanwhile
for the lost the birds that just flew were not as insignificant
as many thought. But the mere humans spoke not to them.
Meanwhile if all things, mass, gas, vapors, ashes and dirt
stay here as E=mc˛ believes….. Where does the Spirit go?
Can it also be counted up as Energy?
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