A Friend in the Pond
I See Something,
It is a White Figure that Approaches This Place.
It Shines.
And It Comes And Sits Across From Us All!
It is a White Figure that Approaches This Place.
It Shines.
And It Comes And Sits Across From Us All!
We All Rush Away From This Strange Thing!
It is Very Tall,
It Has Big Arms,
It Has Big Arms.
A Tall, Big Figure - White as Shine! Approaches!
It Sits Across the Pond.
Oh Wow! Look at His Majesty's Creation!
It is a Pond!
Ah I flutter around these many places!
Walking admist of men,
Trying to find trees to Meditate To!
Just to Meditate for You My Lord,
My Grace.
And I See a Pond That Gives Me All I Need!
There are Ducks! Ah Beautiful Ducks!
That One There is Looking at Me!
How Cute! I Think it Frightens of Me.
Aw Cute Thing! I will Walk Away From It.
And I will Sit Across Them All!
Not To Mean Them Any Harm at All, Little Ones.
And There I Sit, Thinking of You My Lord.
Comfortable in the Breeze That Caresses this Pond,
Comfortable at the Many, Many Colors of Green, Gray, and the Haze of the Horizon!
I Sit Here, Adoring Your Shine, Your Light as it Peirces Behind Me.
Your Blaze, Your Shine, Your Grace is so Endearing To Me! I Love You So Much,
My Lord.
And I See Before Me These Ducks,
These Ducks of Beauty and Grace.
These Ducks with White Tips and Softness.
They are So Beautiful!
Oh My! More Than I Had Known Before!
Look at Their Delicate Necks,
Where Their Fleshes Could be Torn So Easily!
Look at Their Soft Feathers, That Let Them Fly,
And!
To Give Comfort to their Littler Ones.
Littler ones! Ah! Are they not Children Too To These Cute Ducks?
Are they Not Even Littler Than the Little Ones?
Aren't they Even Littler Than Even of Your Own?
So Cute My Lord!
I Shall Gaze At Their Beauty!
It is Very Tall,
It Has Big Arms,
It Has Big Arms.
A Tall, Big Figure - White as Shine! Approaches!
It Sits Across the Pond.
Oh Wow! Look at His Majesty's Creation!
It is a Pond!
Ah I flutter around these many places!
Walking admist of men,
Trying to find trees to Meditate To!
Just to Meditate for You My Lord,
My Grace.
And I See a Pond That Gives Me All I Need!
There are Ducks! Ah Beautiful Ducks!
That One There is Looking at Me!
How Cute! I Think it Frightens of Me.
Aw Cute Thing! I will Walk Away From It.
And I will Sit Across Them All!
Not To Mean Them Any Harm at All, Little Ones.
And There I Sit, Thinking of You My Lord.
Comfortable in the Breeze That Caresses this Pond,
Comfortable at the Many, Many Colors of Green, Gray, and the Haze of the Horizon!
I Sit Here, Adoring Your Shine, Your Light as it Peirces Behind Me.
Your Blaze, Your Shine, Your Grace is so Endearing To Me! I Love You So Much,
My Lord.
And I See Before Me These Ducks,
These Ducks of Beauty and Grace.
These Ducks with White Tips and Softness.
They are So Beautiful!
Oh My! More Than I Had Known Before!
Look at Their Delicate Necks,
Where Their Fleshes Could be Torn So Easily!
Look at Their Soft Feathers, That Let Them Fly,
And!
To Give Comfort to their Littler Ones.
Littler ones! Ah! Are they not Children Too To These Cute Ducks?
Are they Not Even Littler Than the Little Ones?
Aren't they Even Littler Than Even of Your Own?
So Cute My Lord!
I Shall Gaze At Their Beauty!
Gaze at Their Words They Utter
The Words They Speak
Could be Magic?
Nay! It is Just Their Language!
Ah Yes, Their Language of Speech and Love.
So Beautiful.
Beautiful.
Hard to Describe Is It Not?
And They Talk With One Another,
They Whisper Flutters of Quacks.
They Communicate Like We Do.
They Talk Too.
They Talk Too!
Then Let Me Give Them Love MY Lord!
Let Them Speak to Me!
I Shall Speak To Them!
Ah! But I am alas a mortal,
Can I not speak to them in Spirit Form?
My Love, My Lord, Can You Grant Me That Gift?
Can I Speak To Them Without Words.
I Wish To Speak To Them Through My Deep Feelings of Love.
From Feelings, not Words, I Wish to Talk.
And Behold! Granted! I Had Felt!
I Dare Not Speak to What Was Given To Me!
I Fear it May Blasphemy for Your Delicate Ears.
But Something Was Indeed Given.
I Held Both My Arms Close to My Chest,
And Crossed Them.
To Then Shine a Gesture of Love.
Love Through My Hands, Palms Up
Love to You! Is What I Said My Lord.
I Said Love to You Fellow Duck That Frightens So!
And Perhaps He Felt Something?
Perhaps in All Your Grace, Your Majesty, Your Highness.
Perhaps He Felt Something?
Ah it just sits there, glancing at me.
But then looking at the sky fire a lot!
What is that sky fire he sees!
Of what my poor duck eyes cannot?
Ah it is of No measure to Me!
I am Duck!
I Just Glance At His Pearly Shine!
It is Strange!
His Beak is Brown
With Brown Eyes.
And Yet He Has a Shine?
How?
Could it Be the Shine of the Sun on His Mane?
What if His Mane is of that Color?
A Color That Shines!
Ah Yes, Perhaps it is a Mane to This Great Big Tall Figure!
A Man that Shines White.
He is Peculiar.
I don't see Likes Him Around Much Around Here?
But Why Are There Not more Like Him?
That Bedazzle My Eyes?
But I Shall Study This Great Big One!
HA! HA! It Will Be Fun
It will be Magnificent!
My exploration of this Thing.. ha!
Oh Wait,
It Just Sits There Still.
Barely Moves.
Strange....
Ah it Gestures To me!
It Talks to Me??
Wait.. it is saying something..
The Words They Speak
Could be Magic?
Nay! It is Just Their Language!
Ah Yes, Their Language of Speech and Love.
So Beautiful.
Beautiful.
Hard to Describe Is It Not?
And They Talk With One Another,
They Whisper Flutters of Quacks.
They Communicate Like We Do.
They Talk Too.
They Talk Too!
Then Let Me Give Them Love MY Lord!
Let Them Speak to Me!
I Shall Speak To Them!
Ah! But I am alas a mortal,
Can I not speak to them in Spirit Form?
My Love, My Lord, Can You Grant Me That Gift?
Can I Speak To Them Without Words.
I Wish To Speak To Them Through My Deep Feelings of Love.
From Feelings, not Words, I Wish to Talk.
And Behold! Granted! I Had Felt!
I Dare Not Speak to What Was Given To Me!
I Fear it May Blasphemy for Your Delicate Ears.
But Something Was Indeed Given.
I Held Both My Arms Close to My Chest,
And Crossed Them.
To Then Shine a Gesture of Love.
Love Through My Hands, Palms Up
Love to You! Is What I Said My Lord.
I Said Love to You Fellow Duck That Frightens So!
And Perhaps He Felt Something?
Perhaps in All Your Grace, Your Majesty, Your Highness.
Perhaps He Felt Something?
Ah it just sits there, glancing at me.
But then looking at the sky fire a lot!
What is that sky fire he sees!
Of what my poor duck eyes cannot?
Ah it is of No measure to Me!
I am Duck!
I Just Glance At His Pearly Shine!
It is Strange!
His Beak is Brown
With Brown Eyes.
And Yet He Has a Shine?
How?
Could it Be the Shine of the Sun on His Mane?
What if His Mane is of that Color?
A Color That Shines!
Ah Yes, Perhaps it is a Mane to This Great Big Tall Figure!
A Man that Shines White.
He is Peculiar.
I don't see Likes Him Around Much Around Here?
But Why Are There Not more Like Him?
That Bedazzle My Eyes?
But I Shall Study This Great Big One!
HA! HA! It Will Be Fun
It will be Magnificent!
My exploration of this Thing.. ha!
Oh Wait,
It Just Sits There Still.
Barely Moves.
Strange....
Ah it Gestures To me!
It Talks to Me??
Wait.. it is saying something..
No... it is making me feel something.
What is this I feel now?
Mmmm maybe it is love.
Maybe it is Love.
Oh it Moved With Its Hand Fast!
Ah! I am Scared!
It is a BEAST!
Maybe it is Love.
Oh it Moved With Its Hand Fast!
Ah! I am Scared!
It is a BEAST!
Back I must Paddle!
Ah But it Gazes at My Neck,
Why Does it Gaze So?
He Must Not Know it is My Vulnerable Spot!
I Could Die if He Bit Me.
Maybe it is a Predator!
Ah But it Gazes at My Neck,
Why Does it Gaze So?
He Must Not Know it is My Vulnerable Spot!
I Could Die if He Bit Me.
Maybe it is a Predator!
Ah!
I Should Run!
But it Does Not Move Still?
Why Does it Not Move?
So Still. So Still Now... Not Even Moving...
Has it Become a Tree?
Has it Disappeared?
Surely if it is Alive.. It should Move No?
Ah But it Doesn't Move At All.
I Should Run!
But it Does Not Move Still?
Why Does it Not Move?
So Still. So Still Now... Not Even Moving...
Has it Become a Tree?
Has it Disappeared?
Surely if it is Alive.. It should Move No?
Ah But it Doesn't Move At All.
Must Be a Tree.
Then,
I Shall,
Return!
Ha Ha!
And Study More This Beast's Shine!
Oh How White it Is!
Beautiful His Mane and Shine!
What is He?
What is It?
Then,
I Shall,
Return!
Ha Ha!
And Study More This Beast's Shine!
Oh How White it Is!
Beautiful His Mane and Shine!
What is He?
What is It?
Oh, It Leaves Now...
Oh! No He is Just Touching A Tiny Black Box
Black Box with Strings to His Ears.
I Wonder What Are of His Ears
Are those His Ears?
I Wonder What Are of His Ears
Are those His Ears?
Oh I Have Ears!
Hard to See!
But I Have Ears Too!
Oh Wait! We Are a Bit the Same!
Maybe He Can Be My Friend.
Hard to See!
But I Have Ears Too!
Oh Wait! We Are a Bit the Same!
Maybe He Can Be My Friend.
Maybe He Can BE MY FRIEND TOO!
Oh Wow! A Friend Creature that Shines!
Oh How I Would Like to See Him Again.
He Leaves Now.
And He Dissapears...
But He Gestures Something with His Mighty Hands.
What Does He Gesture?
Maybe it is a Goodbye.
He Goes..
The Other Shine Goes..
Oh Wow! A Friend Creature that Shines!
Oh How I Would Like to See Him Again.
He Leaves Now.
And He Dissapears...
But He Gestures Something with His Mighty Hands.
What Does He Gesture?
Maybe it is a Goodbye.
He Goes..
The Other Shine Goes..
The Sparkly Shine Goes..
Ah But There is the Sky Fire Though!
There is the Sky Fire!
Shine of Them All!
Oh How I Stare At You So Too! My Dearest Sun!
Lighter of My Life!
And little duck, little duck. I shall come by again tomorrow. That I assure you. See you tomorrow my new Friend. A Friend Majestic, A Friend Older, A Friend Wiser Than Maybe Some of Us.
Maybe you see things that I don't duck.
Maybe you see things that I wish I could see.
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There is the Sky Fire!
Shine of Them All!
Oh How I Stare At You So Too! My Dearest Sun!
Lighter of My Life!
And little duck, little duck. I shall come by again tomorrow. That I assure you. See you tomorrow my new Friend. A Friend Majestic, A Friend Older, A Friend Wiser Than Maybe Some of Us.
Maybe you see things that I don't duck.
Maybe you see things that I wish I could see.
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