Once upon a time, there was a little bird
One day, the little bird started to fly out, hoping to find his soul
The further he flies, the farther he goes
Until this day, the little bird is still in search
From the air, the little bird saw a beautiful tree ahead
Hoping that his treasure might be in there
Then, he blink is his eyes and realized it was just a flurry
The little bird traveled so far, yet he haven’t found what his looking for
And now, all that the little bird wants is a tree branch
For he to land at the end
Where is the little bird’s branch?
How long will he be wander in the atmosphere?
By: Imij Moua
Dedicated to: anyone that touches