Just Become a Beautiful, Tiny Sparrow

Remove your screens and iron bars In your subtle windows To allow fresh air, to see the vastness Of the Space, to see some tiny birds Moving joyfully,enjoying their short life On this Painful Earth. Do you think they are care-free souls? No, they also lift their own loads of pains At the deep core of their little hearts: They need to collect food for their children, They need to save them from their hunters, And, they need to maintain their bush-homes... Do you think you are the only being With a tons and tons of worries and pains? Just see, meditate, observe these tiny sparrows, And, convince yourself, as you have got Things in plentitudes. And, be grateful to the Giver! Just settle yourself down into the Vast Expanse Of the Space that you've already got. Just open the iron doors and screens Of your subtle windows in which You've been dwelling so for Like an insect, like a lizard, In the deep darkness of your Closed and dusty home. Just become a beautiful,tiny sparrow And stretch your wings and fly blissfully To experience this wonderful space Which's nameless, formless,and limitless... Make something magnificent Out of this infinite vast space With your beautiful little wings That are always craving to fly more and more Towards new and newer horizons. (Written on 13th July 2017,11-30 AM)