Destiny of a Bird

She flings her body skyward as every winter before, her heart afire, she follows a pre set- migratory course, divinely guided, from half a world away. Coming or going her destination always becomes home, to nest again -raise another brood knowing that generations drive her grand obsession- the self- exile she endures heavy on her breast She sees around her unfamiliar landscape longs for lush valleys and trees of evergreen With each day her inner call grows stronger, fills her with an urgent sense to flight to take to the endless skies- one tiny bird, uncertain, of her flock, alone in the vast and blue unfriendly sky Her wings falter, she feels that death is near, a last flight comes for every bird. It seems, what divine force held her course before - is gone she tries but her flight turns aimless Below, the landscape is a map- less blur that baffles her tiny brain From the dark valleys below a black fog rises Hostile winds impede her faltering flight until the ground without warning or ill-will calls the tiny form again to earth. Premiere Contest number 9 Contest Judged: 9/8/2016 12:01:00 PM Sponsored by: SKAT A 9th Place