somewhere, smiling :)

They say…

Birds of a feather, flock together,
changing homes with the seasons,
they must have their reasons

fluidly they swim, 
through the winds as they sing,
dancing and diving,
not one of them driving. 

as a flock they are protected,
calm and collected,
stronger together,
no matter the weather.

a shared sense of freedom,
a song of the season,
for birds of a feather,
they all stick together.

May 2024
Kanazawa, Japan
🪽