It is an impossible task but the bird keeps on. The bird is laughed at by the gods. But the bird keeps on. The story moved me and gave me courage. At times there is a loneliness and hardness in life.
Storytellers often feel alone, isolated.
But each of us, like the bird, keeps on. The water we gather, the stories and images, feed a deep thirst. Fishin for red cherries, In my cherry tree. In my cherry tree. This summer I've been trying to mow the lawn with an old fashioned push mower.