The people who gave me their parakeet told me a story. When they set her free to roam, the bird often landed on their wheel-chair bound, retarded daughter's head. It's not that the bird was tame. She didn't go to anyone else. I saw it as the higher spirit of one caged creature bowing to another.
I remembered her special connection with that child as I put her empty body on rock between the sky and the water yesterday saying, "I honor the place in you in which the entire Universe dwells, I honor the place in you which is of Love, of Integrity, of Wisdom and of Peace. When you are in that place in you, and I am in that place in me, we are One."
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