Above a stretch of power lines cutting through the gray sky, a flock of small birds gathered, as if holding their morning meeting. The sound of soft chirping combines with the rustling of the wind, creating a simple harmony that enlivens the calm atmosphere in this corner of the city. Its looked familiar, close to each other, as if discussing plans for the day, where to fly, where to look for breakfast crumbs.
One stood a little taller at the end of the pole, like a small leader talking loudly. His wings opened slightly, his voice piercing the air, giving encouragement to his friends below. The others just listened, some looked down, some were busy preening their feathers, but everyone seemed comfortable together.
From a distance, the view depicts simple warmth and peace of a small, feathered friends community living in harmony in their world. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of people and city noise, they still sing faithfully, reminding them that friendship and togetherness can grow anywhere, even on a lonely black wire.
