An Amazing Flight

Perched high on a tree branch roosts the bird alone.

Her flock scattered across the valley

Some flying high in sky, some gathering seeds on ground

Her eyes roll over to green meadows

Her thoughts venture into the largeness of sky

Nothing ties her to the old tree branch except the memories reverberating in her heart.

Her nest once full with chirping sound of her offspring

Carries the sound of her own voice like that of a stranger

She watched the blue sky and the golden sun

Saw the hazy clouds floating above the solitary hills

 Felt the rustle of wind in her feathers

And decided it was time to fly across the meadows beyond the sunset

But the weight of memories was too heavy

She touched the nest with her beak

Laid her memories gently to rest and flew away free.

Circling the sky and gliding gracefully with spread out wings

The flight was amazing since the bird flew light.