Today I get to be a bird, to rise above everyday familiarity, to surge above clouds and see a new perspective. I’ll arrive with the sun as it also travels west to new horizons, a whole continent on which I have yet to set foot.
A nest awaits me, cosy with love and anticipation, where I can rest my wings a while before venturing forth to explore. I thought there would be no more new horizons, but I was wrong. Heart strings pull harder than tired wings.