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To play!
To rest!
To ponder!
Each asked the life of joy they would have if this shadow of death and stupidity didn't find their path. Each answer given with dreaming eyes that focused back on the interviewer with a return to reality.
The Dolphin smiled and splashed as she looked back, wanting the reminders of this day (Why she is being interviewed) to be forgotten and asked the reporter to join her for a swim. They did. Though they were there to do anything but forget, the nature of this girl and her earnest request, put off further inquiry and they played. It was, for now, all he could give her other than a voice in words later.
The slim Saola took a branch of forest green and stripped it with lips that did not smile. They realized again they were not alone. Yet, since this was no hunter or predator, they relaxed into the zen around them for a moment after the question. Back to the now they reached out and patted the hand of the reporter and walked with them through the thick world of green, along the falls and with delicate hooved feet the rocks of hillside. This is my wonder. It said without words by sharing the home he knew.
A snap of far off twig brought them still and with flitting ears against horn they sat for more questions. Many though, answered by the walk.
The Turtle was happy for the company. Her slow ways and ever smiling beak made the task one not to be rushed. She talked of the ocean and how for the struggle of birth and the rush to find a seasons company, the rest was the floating eternity of warm waters. When all is still and you allow the waves to carry you. Flippers guide but the waves are nature, and when you are one with them, they will bring you where you need to be. Let go and be amazed!
The newly hatched would be finding this out, this very time of year.
The turtle looked back to the waters and then to the long stretch of beach. She would ponder each destiny as they ran (As well as turtles may) giggling into the waters, and she would would also ponder each that made it, their destiny.
But the beach is undisturbed except for her own and the reporters tracks. So she ponders different things with the interview. The question she hopes others will ponder.
To rest!
To ponder!
Each asked the life of joy they would have if this shadow of death and stupidity didn't find their path. Each answer given with dreaming eyes that focused back on the interviewer with a return to reality.
The Dolphin smiled and splashed as she looked back, wanting the reminders of this day (Why she is being interviewed) to be forgotten and asked the reporter to join her for a swim. They did. Though they were there to do anything but forget, the nature of this girl and her earnest request, put off further inquiry and they played. It was, for now, all he could give her other than a voice in words later.
The slim Saola took a branch of forest green and stripped it with lips that did not smile. They realized again they were not alone. Yet, since this was no hunter or predator, they relaxed into the zen around them for a moment after the question. Back to the now they reached out and patted the hand of the reporter and walked with them through the thick world of green, along the falls and with delicate hooved feet the rocks of hillside. This is my wonder. It said without words by sharing the home he knew.
A snap of far off twig brought them still and with flitting ears against horn they sat for more questions. Many though, answered by the walk.
The Turtle was happy for the company. Her slow ways and ever smiling beak made the task one not to be rushed. She talked of the ocean and how for the struggle of birth and the rush to find a seasons company, the rest was the floating eternity of warm waters. When all is still and you allow the waves to carry you. Flippers guide but the waves are nature, and when you are one with them, they will bring you where you need to be. Let go and be amazed!
The newly hatched would be finding this out, this very time of year.
The turtle looked back to the waters and then to the long stretch of beach. She would ponder each destiny as they ran (As well as turtles may) giggling into the waters, and she would would also ponder each that made it, their destiny.
But the beach is undisturbed except for her own and the reporters tracks. So she ponders different things with the interview. The question she hopes others will ponder.
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