As we trekked early morning in the wilderness;
with a worn-out stick in our hand
to find birds in this land
which had;
humans encroaching in their flight plans.
I heard
Birds - chirping – chatting – cooing,
Singing, all around me.
The guide told us
‘Hear the bird call - listen – focus’.
As I tried to listen,
I could hear
Not only the birds chirping
The river water lapping
The breeze ruffling
The bamboo trees swaying
The air literally speaking
to me…
In those few moments
I forgot
I was bird searching
Because
in all that chatter
I could feel a stillness,
In my mind which;
I was struggling to find
Making me realize;
It is never about the bird;
It is about the search…
Isn’t that why we all set out
To go;
wherever we want to go
when our heart calls….
