Zen Pencils by Gavin Aung Than for December 05, 2016

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A bird came down the walk He did not know I saw He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow raw And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass He glanced with rapid eyes That hurried all abroad They looked like frightened beads I thought He stirred his velvet head Like one in danger cautious I offered him a crumb And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer home Than oars divide the ocean Too silver for a seam Or butterflies off banks of noon Leap Splashless as they swim. - Emily Dickinson