The Hidden World Of Bill Nill
Bill Nill was an amazing old man Who taught a young woman to see the hidden land With a special camera he built And placed kindly in her hand Ultraviolet light is the key It’s a color many things use And many animals can see Except, of course, for you and me One day in his hospital bed He took her hand and quietly said Now that my story is Fin, I want to come back as a bird on the wind Full of bright colors not seen in the world And big enough to soar on wings unfurled One year later she woke to find A new species of bird just outside She ran out to take a picture, and then It stretched its wings before her lens She snapped the image just before He caught the wind and away he soar Checking the image she was surprised to see Something written upon his wings in UV Bill Nill
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Mental Journey
I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.
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