Birds between ships

How wonderful you are when you spread out your wings to fly high .. to see the sea and the sky .. the earth and the mountains .. that the earth flew over the seas annoyed you .. and that the mountains tired you and danced with the breezes in the arms of the sky .. Congratulations to you, bird, your freedom .. There are no limits separating you from your loved ones. No laws restrict your dreams .. Heaven and earth have a dwelling for you .. As for us human beings, we have become strangers from our people and our loved ones, strangers from our homelands, strangers even to ourselves ... So fly high, my bird.