As it is...

Lovely bird sits in stem of a  branch

Looks up and turn neck to both sides

As if analysing the feasibility to fly

Towards the directions hopefully

It doesn't know that trees are the shelter

Moves in space freely,  unaware

Existence of earth, sky, wind, sun or water

Whatever in need takes from where it get

Day, night, time, life nothing matters

Just live with the nature driven forces

Learning nothing from others, sharing

Food, shelter with fellow beings, enjoys

Move their own up to the time unknown

Beautifully naked, without shame...