Red Bird

I stopped to watch a red bird in my back yard today. A beautiful creature all nested in a garden green. I decided to watch until it flew away, the simple of act of watching causing my mind to zoom away. "I want you to fly away," I said, only seconds had passed away. I felt impatient just watching the beautiful bird sitting there. How amazing, in a minute the bird flew away. Once again I was rushing, and pushing time, and I had no where to be, but here, enjoying the beautiful bird that hadn't noticed me.