The Road Less Taken

I’ve left the baggage

I’ve left the clouds

I see a new door open

It’s the door I want to take

But it’s not a road most taken

It’s a road for the few

But this road is my life

This is my passion, I’ve made my decision

This road less taken is the road I will travel

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Road less taken

I’ve left the baggage

I’ve left the clouds

I see a new door open

It’s the door I want to take

But it’s not a road most taken

It’s a road for the few

But this road is my life

This is my passion, I’ve made my decision

This road less taken is the road I will travel

 

Bird Watching

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Every morning these pack of birds, and I’m sure it’s the same pack of birds, fly over my house. It can be a soothing experience to watch them fly.  They are mostly pigeons but at times there are huge vultures and eagles flying on their own.

They use/harbor the buildings and trees as their nesting grounds. As you can observe there are many birds sitting on top of the apartment packed together.

I always wondered why birds fly together in flocks? Research suggests its because of safety and protection. They flock together to prevent harm and for support.

If only humans were that collaborative.