The Bird Who Loved Flying Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the realm where skies kiss the dawn,
A solitary bird, in flight, is drawn.
Wings spread wide, in the heavens high,
Echoing the breath of the world's soft sigh.

There, 'Hu' whispers in the wind's embrace,
A dance of spirit, in time and space.
Each beat of wings, a pulse of life,
Cutting through silence, like a knife.

In the bird's eye, the world below,
Mirrors the sky's eternal glow.
A testament to freedom's song,
Where every breath feels right and wrong.

So let us wander, let us see,
In 'Hu's' breath, we are free.
For in the sky, and in our heart,
Lies the peace, from which we start.