Yesterday morning, as the sun began to rise and its warm light touched the walls of the house, I noticed something unusual. A small bird seemed restless near its nest hanging in the corner of the building. At first, I thought it was just tidying up, as usual. But upon closer inspection, its movements appeared panicked and disoriented.
It turned out the bird was trapped in its own nest. Its leg was caught in the fine fibers it used to build its home. The nest looked neat and sturdy, but the fine threads were actually a trap for it. It tried to fly away, but with each movement, the entanglement became more entangled.
I couldn't bear to watch it struggle. I cautiously approached and gently picked up the bird. It looked weak, probably from having been struggling for so long. I took a small razor blade and very carefully began to cut and untangle the fine threads wrapped around its leg. The process was quite difficult because the threads were so thin, almost invisible, and I had to be careful not to injure its leg.
A few moments later, the coils were finally completely unwound. The bird paused in my hand for a moment, as if gathering strength. Then, suddenly, it flapped its wings and flew free again into the air.
I couldn't help but smile as I watched it leave. Sometimes, something we build with great effort can become a trap without us realizing it. But there's always hope; with effort and a little help, that freedom can be regained.
| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
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 @gunting | Realme C53 | Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam |
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