What father doesn't want
his sons and daughters to fledge?
What mother doesn't want
her daughters and sons to fly?
Surely somewhere back there,
we had ancestors with wings.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Aspirations
The higher you climb,
The more you will find a need
For a dream of wings.
[Disposable Haiku April 9, 2012]
Dr. Mike
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