Birds That Fly.....

Pure white the feeling leading to pure nothingness. Pure whiteness guildes across the blue skies, while getting caught by the maya of human earth .

We seriously wish humans had wings, so that we could fly so high and experience the freedom of mind and body. If only we had wings, we could migrate and live at places we wished for, boundaries would be no barrier, we could dry land on water and earth, if only we had wings.

The problem is we cant fly, so we wont let others fly. Human minds have thrived on jealousy and greed and to protect our own insecurity we capture that flies. Our thoughts and ideas our bound and tied with our very limited knowledge and belongings.

Importing real life and confining them for our own satisfaction and entertainment is surely an tradeoff.

Looking up at the urban skies, we can hardly see life that flies. We really wonder is there any life in the sky.

Humans created machines that fly, so for the birds to cry. Now we can all fly high and look for a birds that fly.