His First Flight

Across the scarlet sunset , I see a little sea-bird. Pretending to be strong , Actually its making a feeble cry. Flapping wings again and again, Its afraid and not giving a try. The great sky and the vast sea , Are making its throat dry. Everybody came to boost it up , Finally mother came with a fishful cup. In the name of God , The little one jumped. With eyes closed and heart thumped. And wow! its magic , Its faith, its love. That made it fly , Above the sea and across the sky. Inspired BY 'HIS FIRST FLIGHT' (Liam O' Flaherty)