340: Penguin

Ever seen a penguin fly?

No?

That's because they can't.

And?

They're swimmers. Divers. They skid

across snow and ice and plunge

deeper than any other bird

could ever presume to go.

They were never meant to soar

among the clouds. They see

a world of shimmering

blue and white, and see depths

that no one else can.

So don't judge all

by a criteria that isn't

universally applicable.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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