Faith is the bird that feels the light
and sings when the dawn is still dark... (Tagore, Whisperings)
The world speaks to me in pictures
my soul answers in music... (Tagore, Whisperings)
Sometimes I feel like a
free in its flight,
but constantly aware
of looking for a place to rest;
searching for food to fill
the hunger within. And in my
freedom of movement, like the
we both are creatures of needs.
They must be fulfilled...
(Walter Rinder, Sometimes I feel like a bird)
It is only with the
can see rightly;
what is essential
is invisible to the eye... (Antoine de Saint Exupery, The Little Prince)
Chek Jawa, may you be free forever.
All is well and swell; no oil slick at lagoon and sandbars.
Footnote: These 2 Great-billed Herons (above 3 photos) are often seen feeding at low tide in Chek Jawa. Today I saw them curling their necks in embrace. They stopped and embraced 4 times while walking together in the lagoon. Then they flew apart to resume feeding.