Buddha’s Fading Shadow

As the sun sets, visions of a peace offering fade all too quickly …

And the thing is, this happens so fast.

He is offering you a tiny bird’s nest. Crafted by hopeful parents of tangled plastic. Found blown onto my driveway and preserved with gold paint. Did the winged ones wish protective hands had been there to catch the nest? Well, that safety net is not possible all the time, so they must know how to build a stronger heavier nest. Preferably from natural materials rather than man-made. These are the lessons of life.

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