How To Be a Swan

April 28, 2008
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Swim upon a placid, quiet lake. Spread your fragile wings apart. Glide across the cold, still pool that never holds a wave. And float forever smoothly.

Resting forever keeps you within the sameness of the stream.

Your safety then depends upon the stillness of the air, the maintenance of its attitude, the caution in its stare.

Your wings are kept within the borders of its bounds, never then to fly away. You're ever but, a devoted bird, sensitive and shy, kept away from danger's knock, and every turning sea, resting like a song's sad note.





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