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He was as dark as night, until he wasn't

Jet was a Palm Cockatoo. I never new him when he had shiny black feathers, but only dull, dusty feathers. Over the year he grew in yellow feathers on his wings and we worried about what was going on for him. I turned out it was Beak and Feather Disease. All through his slow decline, he continued to raise his foot - to beat out the rhythm of his life with the pulse of the moons waxing and waning, until at last he slipped a way one night and was gone.

Eternity's Sunrise

They who bind to themselves a joy
Do the winged life destroy
But they who kiss the joy as it flies
Live in eternity's sunrise