Fight or Flight or Freedom

Sometimes, for no fault of ours, we feel trapped. Stuck and entangled into complications not of our making. It seems that the harder we work to release ourself, the tighter we get stuck.

Occasionally, a passing breeze reminds us of what freedom tasted like… What movement felt like…and we long for that time when the shackles that bind us, shall release their stranglehold.

It might help to remember that if an errant breeze cut short our flight, it might be a storm that will bring our salvation… Let’s keep our eyes pinned on the lively blue sky, that awaits our dance with the breeze again… 😊

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Of Kites and Faith

If a kite knew

It was made of paper

And flimsy twigs

It would never dare

To soar into the clouds

So eagerly and fearlessly….

It is in our not knowing 

And in our faith

That we accomplish 

The impossible!

A Bird Thinks….

A Bird Thinks…

Deep and safe in the bushes, it’s time to make a nest
Perfect, secure and comfortable, a quiet place to rest

I’ll have to work fast and hard, short list a bush or two
See if it fulfils my criteria, that is the very first thing to do

Now, collect the most flexible twigs, make sure they are the same size
They’ll be easy to curve and mould, make a perfect bowl to hold the precious prize

I’ll work fast and furiously, letting nothing get in my way
Soon, when the nest is ready, thats where my lady will stay

The eggs come soon enough and there is excitement in life anew,
Between caretaking, safeguarding and nurturing there is little else to do

Oh! The babies are so small and helpless, they fill my heart with pride
I’ll take care of their every need, I’ll never leave their side

They are growing up so fast now, how beautiful they look
Stronger and sturdier by the day, giving back more love than they ever took

Life is so perfect now, my lady, my babies and I
I wish I could hold on to it, delay the time they’ll want to fly

One day when I come from work, I’ll be greeted by a different sight
The young ones, on the periphery of the nest, ready for their very first flight

Their joyous laughter will fill the air, I’ll try and steady my heart
Despite trying to slow time down, it’s finally time to part

They are ready for their maiden flight, I give them a tip or two
But deep down I know they’ll manage, they’ll know the right thing to do

So, fly my babies, fly high, new journeys you undertake
Remember, no matter where you go, our love will follow in its wake….