i want to be a bird

Notwithstandingall the dangers being one implies considering i live in Malta, i would like to be a bird one day.

the sense of freedom they provide when they simply open their wings and glide over the invisibly strong currents that overlook us, simply fills me with......envy.

However its not just that. I wish i could glide the skies, getting a better view of the measures of the real world, so as to understand better how small i am and how any thing which might seem immense, is still limited to my small proportions and capacity of viewing the whole picture.

I wish i could chirp my sleeping moments in a tree, getting a glimpse of a couple of windows or more in the process। Getting a better understanding of the diversity that exists in the world we all try so hard to portray as a single faceted coin. Realizing how different we all are when we are at home, in our comforts, from when we are acting our social roles. How difficult our comforts can become to live with and how limited certain peoples comforts are!

I wish i could fly long journeys, in company of other birds, knowing we all have our paths but are still happy to share the way there, without envying each others successes, without blowing ones own path out of proportion. Knowing that even just our being in that formation to fly provides support for the group to fly faster and easier.

Flying freely
Freely flying
Fling together
Flying

Oh i want to be a bird