The Sky People II

Winter Trees II 001

It was the grey that hated all the colors, and was jealous

of the love they shared. The eagles had built a strong home

a large nest in the tallest tree, but the grey felt left out

and gathered clouds for an attack. For days the storm was building

wind and rain about to burst, until finally one night the grey

surged with hate, and filled itself with black, shouting

and commanding the storm, to unleash the venom.

The eagles were strong and stretched out their wings to protect the eggs,

no matter how much wind, no matter how much rain, they withstood

the attack. But the branches of the tree were not that strong

they began to crack and break, the eagle with purple surging screamed

as the huge nest tumbled to the ground, and all of the eggs began rolling,

tumbling, falling, bouncing down the mountain, until they reached

the bottom of a ravine breaking.

But the Creator had decided on a miracle that night,

and instead of wings unfolding, or talons protruding through

there were arms with fingers, and feet with toes,

although these first people did have a lot of feathers,

they were indeed the first people.


The wonderful conclusion tomorrow!


Writing and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


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