Mark Robertson

@markrobbie.bsky.social

Aviangelist. English teacher. Apprentice to Jesus. Other stuff. They will also know us by our mirth.

Here we are sown, here we are sown; this is where we are tended & grown. These bodies are seeds, rough hewn & fickle. They are made to go down to the earth & die. Here we are sown, now we are sown; this is where we are tended & grownβ€” until death itself is swallowed and gone. #birds bit o og #poetry

half-painted lazuli bunting swinging on slim tawny reads. he's got a scruffy head with bits of arresting showing through, and.a tawny spotty breast.

"Lonely trees are not lonely; they have their eternal companies: Songs of the birds; shadows of the clouds; lights of the Moon; whispers of the winds... Lonely trees are not lonely!" -Mehmet Murat Ildan

A lone bare tree among bushes in still wetland water.

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