There is a song older than words. It lives in the low grass where the serpent listens and in the highest branch where the bird refuses to be silent.
Some come to constrict. Others come to free themselves through song.
🎵 Let them hiss. Let them sing.
🐍🎶 Balada de serpientes y pájaros cantores
The snake dreams of a lullaby without wings. The bird sings of a sky without fangs. balada de serpientes y pajaros cantores
This is not a fable about good and evil. It's a ballad about two hungers: one that swallows, and one that rises.
Listen closely. The ballad is already playing inside you. There is a song older than words
One coils around fear. The other escapes on a melody.
#BaladaDeSerpientesYPájarosCantores #PoetryInMotion #Duality #SongAndSilence Others come to free themselves through song
Which one are you feeding today?