Let's pretend we are Simonetta Vespucci as the Nymph

This year life surprised me with 2 tests, and I failed both, they were exactly the same but even though I failed, I learned the lesson.  

At the very far end I know when to step away and disengage from day to day situations and friendships.

The journey of the flyers

The silence of the birds… flying their own way.

In different trees, each has a cozy nest of their own.

Once or twice a year, they get to share the sky at the same time,

but they still fly with their own flock.

From time to time, their paths cross.

With a subtle glance, they can tell they are growing

and there on the horizon, the only exchange is a silent knowing.

 Below the whitest cloud, they recognize one another,

quiet, yet invisibly woven as a child to its the mother.