The Bird that I am
19th August 2006
By Joy B. Miranda
There are times that I feel so moody… I am a disciplined person and when it comes to work, I do not and never show attitude. That’s just not my kind. I am flexible, can adjust easily to any confronting situation. Somehow there are only moments which I feel pretty low. Living abroad is still the strangest feeling I get each night when I am about to retire to bed. After a day is done and I lie down to say my prayer, I still could not help my tears from falling…wishing my family is here, just an arm away to hug and kiss…Homesick!
I may be travelling and work at places which I never imagined to set my feet on, still, there is no place like home! When I was asked what would I be once reincarnated, I plainly said that I will be a bird. And yes, that is what I am. Irregardless of what risk could it encounter along the way, this ‘bird’ in me uses its wings to fly and soar high to see the beauty of a life’s journey. Bravely though, a single bird with vulnerable wings had only its common sense to survive in a vast cloud of bumpy skies. Yet it continues to fly, sometimes high or other times low, because the determination to see the sun of success in its every journey gives strength to its wings.
One day, before the sunset, the bird will fly back to its nest. One day, I will kiss my home hello and there will be joy within. And well, it is worth the fly.