Sitting inside my nest,
I made up a small space
I flew some moments and times
Outside to seek new tastes
I did enjoy the aerial journey
Meeting and sharing with others
A helping of an morsel
Felt more than enough and better
Times also came, when I brooded till rest
A fly to the horizon was out of quest
My wings were present, but slept without breath
The touch of sky was gone, it had silently left.
Then a rainbow showed up its face,
From the morning clouds,
He came to wake me up and took me in tow,
The dust on my wings were taken off,
I learnt to fly again from the nest above.
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