Birds in a den

I sat down
In a valley near a mountain
It was sunset, I could hear
The chirping of birds returning to their nests
To me, the nest was like a lion’s den
And I felt I was even a lion
But it took me a while
Just a little while
To discover I was a special bird
A bird that lives in a lion’s den
A pride, a flock
Of distinguished birds
Set aside from the rest
To be the best