I’m lucky to have front row seats to the pigeons that live on my sill. Every morning I wake up to their utters,
it’s instilled, it’s so chilled,
Their gestures are tilted towards deep dialogue that you hear in the syncopated mutter, a display of affection and utter commitment to sturdy posture.
It upkeeps the meaning of love, companionship and a furthered understanding of faithfulness in all that you are as a person, towards the ones you love and other people as well. I’m no better than any one by conveying the messages of these two Pigeons, I’m just telling the stories of the Pigeons that live on my still so I can Create a following that can help fund a project called Utor - e learning. Check it out at www.utor.elearning2achieve.com
“The one that plants a tree, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life”.
- Rabindranath Tagore.