Thursday, December 22, 2011

The Condor

The condor soars high,

killing nothing,

yet living by eating

that is already dead.

Consuming the past

what is no longer alive.

We humans purify our lives

by allowing ourselves

to consume and digest

the story, our history

of who we were,

of places we’ve

loved and rooted

and accomplishments we’ve crowed.

In order to fly

high and clear

and free

and be all that

we can be.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

December 22, 2011

2013 Oracles, the condor

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