The first white ibis are migrating,
leaving for I know not where -
tiny distant chips of pearl
glinting between clouds and sun,
they glimpse a window opening
forever in the blue beyond.
How do they reach such heights in air?
It takes more than strong wings to dare -
I heard them honk farewell
along the river brink, until next year.
I watch the specks erase
in the immensity of azure blaze,
swallowed by the light, that omnivore,
without the slightest trace.
My window is a world: I travel too,
through sky-blue cyberspace...
My window is a world
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2006
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By the way Ibis was a sacred bird in Egypt, a god, and Egyptians believed that Ibis gave them the letters of their alphabet
Wish I could see the flying ibis someday, I've seen only stuffed model in the StPetersburg Zoological museum (free entry every last Thursday) ;-)))
BR,
Марианна Шихарбеева 13.05.2006 12:29 • Заявить о нарушении
Wish I could see the flying ibis someday, I've seen only stuffed model in the StPetersburg Zoological museum (free entry every last Thursday) ;-)))
BR,
Марианна Шихарбеева 13.05.2006 12:29 • Заявить о нарушении
Thoth, the ibis-headed deity of Ancient Egypt, was, as you mention, attributed with the invention of writing and language, and was accordingly the patron of scribes, in addition to being a moon god and the guardian of divine order, rituals and secret knowledge. Thoth is sometimes depicted presiding over the weighing of the heart after death, with a feather in the balance. The heart had to be light as a feather, it was believed - free of sorrow and other earthly burdens - to be able to pass into the afterworld - a place whose image resembled the Nile valley, home to the sacred ibis.
The ibis that have migrated into the city where I live have an ancient, inscrutable, rather hieratic appearance on account of their black, leathery heads and long, curved beaks. They are more beautiful when seen in flight than at close quarters.
Jena Woodhouse 15.05.2006 12:26 Заявить о нарушении
The ibis that have migrated into the city where I live have an ancient, inscrutable, rather hieratic appearance on account of their black, leathery heads and long, curved beaks. They are more beautiful when seen in flight than at close quarters.
Jena Woodhouse 15.05.2006 12:26 Заявить о нарушении
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