Loitering,
I shriek out a striking call

Shimmering,
I fan out my feathers 

Warning,
I array my eyespots 

Alarming,
I count human bad luck  

Dazzling, 
I display my being

Winning, 
I convince her 

Inspiring, 
Let’s do something

Beautiful together!

A Prayer of Oblation

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_{Back to the Garden, A Prophecy | 1. The Peacock in the Garden | 2. The Garden in Brazil | 3. Are You The Gardener? | 4. Spoke the Prophet in Brazil}