As Small as a Short!

So much for size.

If looked at carefully, one would notice a bird towards the center of the picture.

Singularly quite insignificant, but as a badge to a uniform, this petty creature boundlessly decorates the frame. Identifying the breathing kite as myself, I feel lost in the grandness of the deepest histories of our world.

Having touched upon a dream, I don't want to wake up to a crashing of aspirations. The burnt frame, seems to suggest two ideas, one that it can be taken that the picture is almost destroyed or that the charred edges add to the allure of the journey.

One's lives countless still, but still counted.