Broken Sparrow

Summary

This pose paints a journey that many souls experience—hesitation, self-doubt, the weight of past experiences—and ultimately, the realization that we are capable of shaping our own destiny. It’s a testament to persistence and the power of perspective.

Perched high at the edge of a cliff is a broken sparrow. The sparrow is broken in the sense that its spirit is disturbed. Disturbed by the air flows of its life experiences that restricts its ability to soar in the wind as it is meant to.

The sparrow watches longingly at the vastness of its surroundings knowing that the only limits to it are those it places on itself. Limits that hinder its movements and restrain a deeper understanding of itself.

With a song the sparrow chips, squeals, and whistles {see songs that sparrow makes), in distress of its self-imposed restraints. Self-imposed restraints are products of the sparrow’s learning and life experiences. Life experiences that the sparrow made for itself.

Then seemingly out of context of the sparrow’s current feelings of despair, the sparrow makes soft, contented warbles and chirps. These soft warbles and chirps are a sign that the sparrow may feel compressed but is not defeated.

The air is life-sustaining. The ground and the water provide rest and food. The currents of winds are portals for mobility. And its wings, though battered, are suitable for flight. Wings of the sparrow that are suitable for flight with the right state of mind. A state of mind that tells the sparrow that it will not allow a transient attitude to alter its inherent disposition.

A pebble becomes dislodged above the sparrow and nearly smacks the sparrow’s head as it falls from the cliff. Instinctively the sparrow slightly moves its head out of the path of the pebble’s impending impact to its head.

For safety reasons as it is perched at the edge of a high cliff, the sparrow did not watch the pebble as it continued its fall to the ground but heard its impact. An instant is all that it takes for everything to change is the sparrow’s thoughtful consideration of the event that occurred.

The sparrow looks out into the distance and flutters its wings. Dust is produced when the sparrow flutters its wings. With effort and persistence, it can gradually wear away this cliff and the mountain that supports it the sparrow thinks.

The insistent sounds of chips, squeals, and whistles indicating distress are now replaced by a chorus of soft warbles and chirps indicating a renewed confidence in the sparrow’s ability to improve its situation. Improve its circumstances for the better, taking hits as they come while delivering its blows.

With a leap, the sparrow frees itself from the edge of the cliff. A wind flowing into all possibilities catches the sparrow, and it soars,