Anatomy and History - The facts are there for all to see

We only change our interpretation 

That way we get more publications

Bias is the gulf between evidence and inference

The sun is setting here
But rising over there

Shearwaters hatched in Siberia
While migrating to Tasmania
Killed by storms at Umina
All the vets are dismissive -
It's survival of the fittest -
Which makes me pensive
I was drowning in the sea -
Gripped by a rip off Bondi -
Until someone rescued me
Am I too sensitive
If I stop to cry
And wonder
How fit am I?

When you go with the flow
Watch out for the undertow

The perfect answer to
I love you
Can only be
I love you too!

In the heat of passion
He says he loves her
But meant to write on
Air with running water

Praise be to humble earth
It lies beneath your hearth
And when you die
Your loved ones cry
Use it to cover your tomb
And splendid flowers bloom
#poetry #micropoetry

The way of love

A humble moth
Knows the way of love
It burns in a flame
Without a sound
They say if you
Are filled with desire
The Beloved flies
Like a trained falcon
To your glove
But those who know
The Friend
Never send
Back any news

I don't follow anyone
Looking for someone
Other than You -
And seek only the One
Who is seeking me too.

Rumi 'Your beneficence
Exceeds the ocean
Your kindness
Isn't put on hold
There's naught
I have to ask for
Who needs to beg
The Sun for light?

When someone asks me
Who do you think you are?
I bow my head in wonder
At a question so profound