Originally Posted by
tailor STATELY
Ok... chopping up my original post and not including links...
legend of the firebird
no one knows from whence it
came for ancient is the lore of
when the firebird first appeared
scouring the swampland and
forests with flame - a relentless
incandescence slaughtering
and scattering what remained
of tribes and families that day
from the perspective of the
firebird it was of necessity -
a need to make a nest with
which to brood her eggs in peace
- soon hatchlings kept her busy
in flight over great distances
to feed her innocent little ones
retribution, an invention of man,
soon followed when a lone warrior
returned to his ancestral grounds,
steeling his courage he butchered
the nestlings - using their remains
to conceal himself as he sought to
destroy their mother upon its return
tears, amber-red, like an angry
sun filtered through the eyes of the
firebird in flight when the deceit was
laid bare below her - and with the
realization of the futility of striving
with man she abandoned her nest
and became lost once more to legend
red are the waters that remain
of the watershed whence these
tidings came to pass - a testament
to the tenacity of dour men, or per-
haps the blood of innocents -+-*+
6/6/2024 r. et finis
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor