Friday, February 29, 2008


I saw a bird flying in place,
madly winging,
but held captive by a strong-willed wind.

Flap a little harder, little bird.
You’ll make it through.
Just try a little harder.

But she didn’t flap harder.
She stilled herself instead.
With wide wings she embraced the wind,
and the current carried her far, far away.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Where is the little bird now ?