A Letter Home

Dearest Adventurer,

Its strange how the world follows its script.

The suggestive cues and tones one must adhere to, or be cast out.

How silly a time still turning, and while always improving, still rejects its ugly ducklings.

Only to look up in awe at the swan, he or she becomes.

It's in the pecking stage that the duckling becomes the seeker.

Hungrily looking for a family, eagerly looking for a home and asking themselves in the ponds reflection, "Who Am I?"

Isolation becomes the teacher, the safe place away from abusive behaviors.

And as the years pass, the backbone grows, healthy relationships emerge and a sense of self takes flight.

Realization neutralizes all obstacles and understanding gives way to the truth of all there is.

Hope blossoms like the springtime and we see the becoming in our reflections.

New lessons abound as we soar within the windy currents life has to offer us.

Stronger and stronger we become, flying wherever we wish, swimming in the best of ponds.

Admired by all that pass by ..

We find Love in all things and everyone,

while everyone else wonders how.

One thing still rings true, the odd one always rises to the top, but it takes a willingness to go on ones most transparent of journeys and be honest about it.

~ FireBird

A Letter Home © 2025 by FireBird is licensed under CC BY-ND 4.0

Photo by Stan K.