#featheredphilosophy

Skyward Whispers: A Bird’s Soliloquy A dot ascends through boundless blue,A bird in flight, with skies to woo.No tethered chain, no scripted path,Just winds to feel, and clouds to hath. It soars not just with wings, but thought—With dreams unspoken, wisdom caught.It cuts through silence, veils the breeze,With questions hung on feathered knees. “Why does the earth, in sorrow, cling?Why envy…