Thursday, 23 January 2014

the boy who wanted to be a bird

 it all started with the boy that wanted to be born and a fresh stick of hazelwood; the boy had a very brave soul for to become visible to us he had to endure the whittling....
  ....sawing and sanding and being held by a stranger's hand, only then could we too see the boy; but that was not enough for this soul who had become solid, the boy wanted to become a bird.....
 oh yes, a hole had to be drilled as well, to fit the arms....
 and then the painstaking whittling of the back of his skull -ouch- but then at last: the bird and boy became one and his dream of becoming a bird had come true....more or less

 he found the cape and tiny feather and insisted on wearing these, to complete the transformation
I think he looks like a soul dancer
he still needs a little help with the flying business; but as far as he is concerned: where there is a desire there is a way to fulfillment

8 comments:

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

have "They" met him yet?

saskia said...

They haven't been formally introduced, but I m sure They have noticed him

Joan Coats said...

Intrigued by everything you do. I find your creativeness spearing into me. Thank you... thank you again.

Nancy said...

Always nice to welcome a new friend at camp Saskia! I'm sure BoyBird will soar :)

saskia said...

hi Joan what a wonderful thing to say, thank you

hello Nancy: such an apt name for him! yes BoyBird, he will be chuffed

Debbie said...

Beautiful to see the boy emerging from a piece of wood. How clever to find him.

Julie S said...

There's a girl over at Grace's he should meet.

saskia said...

Debbie: thr thing is it kind of happens of it's own accord, I have an inkling of how it might turn out and then it 'just' becomes
Julie: I know and now I have to get him to notice her; how do I do that without seeming pushy??