The Winged Ones
If wings could take me anywhere would I work like a honey bee and dance atop the blossoms? Would I never leave my colony, my comfort, and security depending on my community?
Would I forage like the sparrow? Close to my nativity, happy with my surroundings in summer fall winter, and spring?
Would I change like the butterfly, exploring evolution? From the feet of my innocence to a womb of my creation, to wings of rejuvenation.
If wings could take me anywhere, would I wander here and there? Or would I be a happy butterfly, sparrow, or honey bee, living in harmony, through every season within my colony, knowing that change is imminent within me?