A moment

She breathes.
Hops.
Chirps.
Pecks the ground and eats.

It's been awhile she stays there.
Yet there's another world up there.
The world where she was once.

Sometimes she looks up.
And stares at that blue empty space.
There goes she wonders.

The heavenly ground makes it so hard for her to remember how it feels like to fly.
How it feels like when the soft air brushes her white, white feathers.
How it feels like to be there in the blue.

Noone knows what she did.
And that sometimes she looks up.
To dream.
To reminisce.
To touch the fragments of memory she decided to leave.

It's not like she wants to feel again.
It's just, sometimes, the sweet pain stings.
And all she can do is to let herself feel the pain until it vanishes.