A bird soars overhead, alone.
Like a graceful ballerina, she glides, dips, swirls.
Another bird arrives.
They fly alone, separate, but together.
Soon their flights connect.
Their paths cross and weave and rotate around one another.
And her flight becomes more beautiful than ever before.
She drops in the sky to come closer to Earth, to see what She offers.
And she climbs up in the sky to come closer to Sun, to feel His warmth.
Her flight becomes so much more than it was before.
She glides more freely, and dips deeper, and her swirls become greater.
As she dances this dance, she doesn't realize that she's alone again. And her flight is still beautiful. The other bird's presence filled her with something that gave her freedom and peace and joy.
The bird dips joyfully to Earth again.
She notices her solitary shadow.
Slowly, she raises up into the sky where she feels safe.
Her swirls become tighter, smaller.
She glides and flutters, glides and flutters again,
...and then flies away.