The Flutter of Pigeon Wings in a City Square
Pigeon wings flutter in a city square—whoosh, whoosh—a sound of motion, of survival, of life thriving in concrete. The pigeons are scruffy, their coos a constant murmur, but their flight is a dance, a reminder that even in the roughest places, grace exists. Watch them; see how they land, peck, take off again, unafraid of the crowd. Pigeon wings teach us that beauty is in the ordinary, that adaptability is a kind of courage, and that the truest freedom is in the ability to find joy in the cracks of a harsh world.