Yesterday I saw a white bird on the wing. It was just outside my car window as I waited at the light, a round-bellied little thing with long, graceful wings that curved just so. The wind was pretty fierce, the kind that whips and turns and changes its mind. And the funny thing was, the bird just went with it.
For a minute, the bird dipped and sailed on a strong current and when that current swept away, the bird beat its wings in a quick whap, whap, whap. In an eyeblink, the wind switched and the little white-feathered fellow went right back to tilting and gliding and letting the air buoy him as it would.
In less than five minutes, this cycle must have repeated itself a good six or seven times. Wind meets bird. Wind lifts bird. Wind abandons bird. Bird chases wind. Bird lifts itself. Bird falls back into wind. What a thing, to swoop and sail and fight and strive.
And as I left I thought to myself, There's a lesson in that.
*Post title from Elizabeth Mitchell's song, Little Bird, Little Bird
8 comments:
So true. And you know what? That bird is stronger because of the wind. He's a better flyer. Not only is there a lesson about perseverance, but also about learning from the things that make us stronger. Thanks Laura :)
I love watching birds fly. Definitely a good lesson there. :)
Love it Laura. I feel like I'm waiting for some wind to buoy me up. That bird sounded like it was having a great time. I keep trying to leave comments on your posts but for some reason that keep getting ate up. Hope this one works.
Aw! I love that! ;)
I seriously love your blog posts. It's so clear you're a talented writer just by these posts alone!
Love it.
<3
Kind of like the experience of being a writer, isn't it? lol
Absolutely. Your writing is so poetic. <3 it and you.
Your writing is so beautiful! And I agree, there's something in trying and not giving up, no matter what we're up against! :D
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