Unbounded Wings

O soaring bird,

By nature, you wander

Cheered on by ground-dwellers,

Unaware of the winds you climb.

Your wings remain intact,

Nor are you wounded,

Though struck with a weighty blow,

You shall learn to soar above.

Your heart may feel burdened,

Bearing the weight alone.

Yet, if you gaze afat,

Abundance of seeds shall appear.

They await your definition,

By your nature and sincere longing,

You yearn for them.