Is it the beginning..

To leave a place for the eternity, is a art..
A bird wasn't told it's place, nor where it belongs..
It had the open sky to fly and the melody to sing..
Barren terrains had them the sweet water to feed ..
So what are we, mere puppet of the scenario..
Great actors of fairytale that we make..
Sprinkle of joy has inspired the journey..
As it's only about the number of breathtaking moments..
Hence I sit to figure out the diversity, true flavors..
Stories that start has to have the perfect ends..
I breathe, in the dilemma, of the new beginning..