Observing a bird teaches me how to be

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Observing a bird teaches me how to be.

It flies here, then stops and look around.
It flies there, then stops to look around.
It might chirp a little,
a chirping bird language that only a bird can understand.
It teaches me how to be.

Birds are little gems in the world of giants,
little teachers in the world of chaos.
They teach me to fly,
to stop and to truly see.

Hélène Vaillant © Thoughts

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