In the middle of the journey through the green open field road, his eyes were fixed on a graceful white bird. His body looked contrasting with the stretch of grass, like a beautiful white stain on a natural green canvas. With a slow step, he bowed his head, as if he was looking for something hidden behind the grass that swayed in the wind.
The atmosphere was so calm, only the sound of the wind occasionally rustled in the ears. The presence of birds is like painting a simple story about a peaceful life, where nature and creatures in it are side by side without the hustle and bustle of the world.
Every white bird movement is full of caution, signifying patience that is rarely owned by humans. He dive into the gridiron with instinct and calm, making anyone who saw him feel late in the peace of that moment.
The wide green field, the blue sky above, and the busy birds in their own world presents the message that true beauty is sometimes present at the simplest things enough to stop for a moment, look, and feel.
