
Why do they move in their metal boxes?
They don’t have wings? They can’t fly?
How do they find their way home
When they can’t view the whole sky?
Do they love and mate with just one?
Both taking care of their nest
What the hell are they doing before the sun
Sets each day in the west?
Why do they not eat the food they leave
For us to nourish and grow?
Sat pondering on the wire, we can’t believe
That they know something we don’t know
Inspired by an image from an old No Theme Thursday and a conversation between Amy and me, where we wondered about the birds nesting next to our house and I wondered what they were thinking about us.

Nature is far, far wiser than man. Of this I have little doubt. Unfortunately, we stopped learning long ago.
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It’s our burden
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Self-inflicted like several of them.
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Cool story Shaun
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Thanks Sadje 🙏
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You’re welcome
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