Worm: What are you looking at up there? Why don’t you come back down here and crawl through the dirt with the rest of us worms?
Bird: I can’t do that. I’m not a worm.
Worm: So you think you’re better than the rest of us.
Bird: I’m not better. I’m a bird. Birds fly.
Worm: It’s too high up there. Don’t you feel exposed? Aren’t you afraid that some big animal will come along and eat you?
Bird: No, I’m not afraid. I can see everything up here. If I came down there with you, it would be hard for me to see anything.
Worm: What will you find to eat way up there? Aren’t you getting hungry?
Bird: Don’t worry, I can see my dinner from here.










Wonderful analogy!
Thank you! It’s a bit of a departure from my usual, but looks like a doorway opening into some other creative writing I am looking at down the road.
I miss you, and hope you are well. Let’s talk soon.