Dancing with Death
Vultures are strange scabrous dark birds with dandelion white young. The combination of parent and child seems impossible–ridiculous. In fact, the birds often seem not evil but pathetically ugly and deformed. Sometimes though they look majestic. This one bowed as I watched and seemed to dance with an invisible partner.
I’ve seen people almost die. I’ve spent time with people as they prepare to die and, it is just a thought, but I wonder, do we all, no matter how foolish and homely, look a little majestic when we dance with death?