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 offsprings Carries the sound of her own voice like that of a stranger She watched the azure sky and the golden orb 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 She found a burden too heavy to carry The bird touched the nest with her beak Laid her tender 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.