What are the natural instincts that tell a bird it is ready to fly?
Do they fear their debut?
What kind of birds are we, awkward, tentative, or embolden as we drop right out of our nest?
Do we fly because we must?
We all have opportunities for firsts, but we like our nests.
The place we are familiar and settled.
Who knew you could talk to the dead, produce a TV show, write a book,
and break oak boards with the soles of your feet.
You didn’t, until you left the place you knew.
There is plenty of wind out there, waiting for us to take flight.