Ordinary day, extraordinary possibilities! Reflections, Poetry, Musings and more!
The winged explorer, The sky-migrant, The global glider The borderless flyer The bird Tell me, Do you look back To your first nest, To your first branch, To your first tree? Do you only fly onward, Do you only move forward, Never glance backward, Never sigh, Just fly high?
Me too, a migrant, Between cities, Between tongues, Between thoughts, Between my origin And final destination, Here and now, on earth, Only pursuing Peace is worth, I perch for a while, I just have one lifetime, So, I search for peace, From mile to mile, And ultimately realise Peace itself perches In my heart and my smile.