Learning
how to fly
The waters were dark and deep
I was trying to swim for a very long time
I was getting tired and the water was rising
Rising over my head
I tried to go with the flow
To follow the current with all my might
It was getting harder and harder to stay afloat
As I was struggling to come up for
a breath
I saw a feeble branch hanging down from an old tree
I knew the branch was weak but I needed something to hold
So, I held on to it for some time, while my feet still soaked
I knew if I let go too soon, I would fall and drown
I was still too tired to keep going on my own
I saw a bird on the other branch with
not a care in the world
The bird did not depend on the branch; it knew it could fly anytime
I knew then that if I am to be saved, I need to learn how to fly
I started watching the bird carefully and learning
I knew I had to be strong and learn how to depend on me
It was all in the mind. I could fly, if I really believed
So, I focused, planned and was sure I could if I tried
I believed I could fly
Soon that feeble branch broke, and
went down
By then I was strong, and I was sure
I had learned how to tread so I stayed afloat
The bird flew and I worked my way to the shore
The water is still there and the current is still strong
But I am not in it anymore; I am on the side watching!
Watching calmly as it churns; it cannot hurt me anymore!
It won’t take me down with it, because I learned how to
FLY!
On my way!!
Veera Mahajan
