Be like the bird
A flock of pelicans gather around,
huddling on a treetop, bathed in moonlight,
hoping safety in numbers would be found,
as predators stalk prey throughout the night,
when weary wings hesitate to take flight.
Living in the now, these birds have no fear,
each heart trusting that sol will soon appear.
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