Life, the Obstacle Course

The Mikado Pheasant in the Fog

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this animal is endangered, because people are HUNTING it down for its beautiful feathers…photo from online…

Translated…

I’d often wondered

How to make myself bump into you

When I’m at my most beautiful

I’d found, a secretive place

Groomed my violet-blue feathers on my body

As well as my black-and-white tail feathers too

Polished my grayish green shoes to a shine

I’d selected a perfect time

With the fog, filling up the air

Mixed in, with those unfallen drops of rain

Softened, all those, sharpened edges

The sun, seeped through

the layered clouds gentle

Peaceful, Quiet, Gentle

Oh, how I wish, you can, see me now

This, is on an endangered species, how it longed, to come out into the openness, without fears of getting hunted and killed for its feathers, and, this raise an alarm, that we need to, take care of the environment, and STOP abusing the resources, as well as the gifts given to us by nature…

 

 

 

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