Oct 28
NOLI ME TANGERE
fallen at my feet
amongst gravestones
your dying haunts the moment
*
Walking past the grave of the Rev. Charles Dodgson's Aunt Lucy I was just about to take my next step when there was an almighty loud thud! At first I thought someone had thrown a heavy object at me but when I looked down there was this pigeon about an inch from my foot. She was lying absolutely still with both wings outspread as if she were a beautiful painting of herself. At my approach she brought one of her wings to her side. If she had fallen a second before she would have landed on my head. I was dumbfounded. Her plumage was gorgeous with various shade of blue and grey and browns. it was such a strange moment.
fallen at my feet
amongst gravestones
your dying haunts the moment
*
Walking past the grave of the Rev. Charles Dodgson's Aunt Lucy I was just about to take my next step when there was an almighty loud thud! At first I thought someone had thrown a heavy object at me but when I looked down there was this pigeon about an inch from my foot. She was lying absolutely still with both wings outspread as if she were a beautiful painting of herself. At my approach she brought one of her wings to her side. If she had fallen a second before she would have landed on my head. I was dumbfounded. Her plumage was gorgeous with various shade of blue and grey and browns. it was such a strange moment.
