| Faced
with problems of earning a living, supporting
a family, making ends meet, etc., we might sometimes
think: “Oh, how nice to be a bird, free
to fly wherever you want.” But Bob Dylan
poetically looked at this from both sides when
he sang:
“Oh, my friends
from the prison they ask unto me:
‘How good, how good does it feel to be
free?’
And I answer them most mysteriously:
‘Are birds free from the chains of the
skyway?’” |
Is
not life for the birds—as for all forms
of life—a struggle for survival? If you
could be a bird for a week—or even a day—
undergoing all the hazards birds undergo—the
constant search for food, the inclemency of the
weather and the need to watch out for and avoid
enemies—you would probably soon be glad
to change back to being human again. If you expect
life to be easy you will often be disappointed;
but expect it to be difficult and you will sometimes
be pleasantly surprised.
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