It’s almost dawn when you stretch your muscles, about to turn to the other side of the bed. Suddenly your consious comes back to you, in a better feeling than it was yester night. You hear the birds singing different songs. It is as if they are calling you to come out and see the beautiful day.
As you open your eyes slightly, bright rays of the sun hit your face and put a smile on your lips. You throw your blankets aside and walk towards the window to draw the curtains. Mesmerised by the glowing dew on the green grass outside your bedroom window, you take a deep breath and open the window. The air is so fresh you don’t want to think about the hustle of the day.
Further away, the trees look so calm you would envy their kind of peace. The sky so bright, it never got any brighter. The sun, like a yellow sizzling ball, spreading it’s light in beautiful rays. Ohhh how beautiful could nature be.
The birds up in their ussual frenzy, building their new nests. They look so happy you have no idea how they manage to stay so brilliant. Some go to fetch food for their young ones. And you begin to realise that there is a tougher day ahead. You have to work extra hard so as to get that which you want. You have to cross paths with several people, at times step on their feet to get what you want. You never have an assurance of how the end of the day shall be.
This very moment, you wish you were that weaver bird. Living today like you have no idea that tomorrow exists. Being happy every other minute. Enjoying the company of your fellows and living together as a family. You wish you could be that bird, that knows no struggle, knows no hustle, and cares less about anything. You just want to be that bird in the sky.