With all the birds in the world forming bird communities and living their expressions of bird freedom
What if?
You were like a bird of a feather that flocked with your kindred spirits
Imagine being the bird chirping bliss and happiness
That soars high above the clouds
That flies with joyful abandon and carefree
That lives in the world but not of it
Singing happy bird songs and spreading birdish joy and beauty
Flying high, higher and even higher again
Touching the heavens with love
Being one with all that is
And being a bird of a feather
With the Divine
Absolute freedom itself…
