Today evening when I was cycling in my neighbourhood, an eagle swooped down to pick up something from the road. A scooterist hit the eagle and went away. I stopped to help the eagle, he struggled a bit, shook himself and flew away soaring into the skies, not needing my help. Amazing.

Wow, wish we could all shake ourselves and soar away when we get hit in life. Profound learning today. – “Shake it and soar”

How can not I attempt to express this as poem “shrug it off and soar”.

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“for after all life is meant for flying
let your mind grow expansive wings
to serenely watch the little things
the beautiful spring, the deadly sting
and experience the joy of trying
dispassionately, without any cling”