once upon a time, there was a bird.he was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvellous feathers. In short, he was creature made to fly out freely in the sky,bringing joy to everyone who saw him.
one day a women saw this bird and fell in love with him.she watched his flight, her mouth wwide in amazement. her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement.she invited the bird to fly with her,and two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony.she admired venerated and celebrated that bird.
but then she thought: he might want to visit far-off in mountains.and she was afraid,afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.and she felt envy.envy for the bird's ability to fly.
and she felt alone.
and she thought "i am going to set a trap".the next time the bird appears he will never leave again.
the bird who was also in love. returned the following day,fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
she looked at the bird everyday.there he was,the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said 'now you have everything you could possibly want'however a strange transformation begun to take place:now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him,she began to loose interest,the bird unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life,began to waste away and his feathers to loose their gloss;he grew ugly and women no longer paid him attention,except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage.
one day the bird died .the women felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him.but she did not remember the cage,she thought only of the day she had seen him for the first time,flying contentedly amongst the clouds.
if she had looked more deeply into herself,she would have realised that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom,the energy of his wings in motion not his physical body.
without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and death came knocking at her door'why have you come?she asked the death'so that you can fly once more with him across the sky'death replied' "if you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more: alas, you now need me in order to find him again'
Eleven minutes
one day a women saw this bird and fell in love with him.she watched his flight, her mouth wwide in amazement. her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement.she invited the bird to fly with her,and two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony.she admired venerated and celebrated that bird.
but then she thought: he might want to visit far-off in mountains.and she was afraid,afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.and she felt envy.envy for the bird's ability to fly.
and she felt alone.
and she thought "i am going to set a trap".the next time the bird appears he will never leave again.
the bird who was also in love. returned the following day,fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
she looked at the bird everyday.there he was,the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said 'now you have everything you could possibly want'however a strange transformation begun to take place:now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him,she began to loose interest,the bird unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life,began to waste away and his feathers to loose their gloss;he grew ugly and women no longer paid him attention,except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage.
one day the bird died .the women felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him.but she did not remember the cage,she thought only of the day she had seen him for the first time,flying contentedly amongst the clouds.
if she had looked more deeply into herself,she would have realised that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom,the energy of his wings in motion not his physical body.
without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and death came knocking at her door'why have you come?she asked the death'so that you can fly once more with him across the sky'death replied' "if you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more: alas, you now need me in order to find him again'
Eleven minutes
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