… I wanted to tranform into a leaf,
And observe,
How that handsome eagle
Interacted with his eaglets or with his mate;
The positions they stayed in their still moments,
How they greeted;
Did they look each other in the eye?;
How they interacted with each other
If they had been separated for a long time;
And then I wanted to be transformed into a ghost
And sit in a room
And observe humans;
A family,
A solitary,
A couple;
The place they stayed the most,
Their still hours,
Wach them in their positions as they slept;
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Comments1
An observer as leaf, or ghost a fly on the wall. Very nice
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