Category: The Bird Chronicles

rest your wings, sometimes

The Bird Chronicles #6

Just because you have wings

doesn’t mean

you have to fly all the time.

Sometimes, 

you can’t even crawl out of your nest

and that’s fine.

You stay there for as long as you need. 

Sometimes,

you stare at life as it passes you by

and that’s fine too. 

You catch up when you can 

Or maybe not.

Keep to your own pace. Life is not a race.

Of finding happiness

THE BIRD CHRONICLES #4

So the bird spread its wings & flew away.

And it flew and flew and travelled the world

and found many great places.

Until one day it came back & the tree asked: 

“Did you find a good place to stay?” 

“Yes,” said the bird.

“And did you find happiness? Are you finally happy?” 

The bird looked away and said softly,

“You don’t find your happiness anywhere. You carry it with you.”

The bird’s song

The Bird Chronicles #2

“Because you always listen to me, I learned how to sing beautifully,” said the bird. 

“No, little one. You were always meant to sing beautifully. You sing because you have a song within you,” answered the tree.

And the bird said, “But what good is a beautiful song, if there is no one to listen?”

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Of love and letting go

Dedicated with all my love to my grandparents Pedro, Ben, Carmen & Rosa

The Bird Chronicles #4

“I’m too old to fly now,” said the old bird. “My wings are too weak and my eyes are tired. My time here is up. Now tell me, have I loved you enough?”

“Yes, more than enough,” said the little bird. “and I love you.”

“That is all I need to hear. I can go in peace.”

“But it’s so hard to let you go.”

“I’m not yours to let go, my child. I’m going home now to the One who sent me here.”

“Then fly away home in peace, our dearest one. And bring my love with you.”

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Born to fly

The Bird Chronicles #3

“I’ll be leaving soon,” said the little bird to the tree. 

“I know,” said the tree. “You were born to fly after all.”

The bird answered, “No, my friend. I was born with wings.

I chose to fly with it.” 

Learning to fly

The Bird Chronicles #1

The bird said to the tree:

“Because you lent me your branch, I was able to learn how to fly.”

The tree answered,

“No, my friend. It is in your nature to fly. You didn’t need my branch.”

And the bird said,

“I needed it to know there is something I could come back to,

No matter how many times I fall or how far away I soar.”