10. Spread your arms like wings

Cool is the air, the gaze stretches far. Birdi-Q, filled with her breath, discovers the new vastness, stretches her arms, like wings, toward the horizon. She, now fledged, knows no hesitation and no waiting. There is no cage that can hold her back.

The shell long shattered, Birdi-Q has long since broken free. From her otherwise silent lips escapes — barely audible — a gentle humming. It is an echo from dreams, a mantra that carries her into the morning. Then the wind carries her words away. It takes the sound and lets it drift.

“Spread your little wings and fly away, far away...” far from here ➜