And in the meanwhile,
The bird again spread its wings to fly.
Though pain worsened, strength doubled.
But it did fly because it wasn’t a try.
The injured wings protested,
The omnipotent will overpowered it
As it was determined to rise again.
Flying over all those lakes and lanes.
Diving up into those heights of sky,
Relishing the beauty again with its eye,
The bird did fly because it wasn’t a try.