As I was running yesterday, I came upon this fallen bird on the side of the road. I stopped to mourn his passing and then ran home. Later that day I felt the urge to sketch the image I had taken.
I feel like the meaning is death... a release of spirit or energy to be able to change and grow. This form is used up. It's time for something new... I'ts a transformation, a reincarnation... It's scary and painful because the old form was familiar, and what is new is unfamiliar, unknown... but it's exciting, the release to become... more.
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