One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of thetwo birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled highabove her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never seehim again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him inher fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladdened at hersuccess in capturing him.
Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened herhand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him.She noticed the other bird teetering on the edge of the cage. She could feel hisgreat need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air.
The bird circled once,twice, three times. The girl watched delighted at the bird's enjoyment. Herheart was no longer concerned with her loss.
She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softlyon her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard.
The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight, the best way to keep loveis to give it -- WINGS!
Cheers...
4 comments:
What a lovely story!
It's really very nice. It's perfactly true. Love can grow more n more if love has all freedom..
Love should be selfless as described by you. True love is one where we want to give and give and expect nothing back in return. Except, perhaps, to see joy in the eyes of our loved ones.
terrific story.
Vish
really beautiful blog i have ever seen ...
keep it up
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