Birds, I believe, are one of the most liberated creatures on earth. They fly and hover, travel on distant lands, settle on tree branches, explore forests, sing songs and chirp their lives away. People have always dream of flying like birds, it must have been so cool to be flying with the wind-rush to your face, liberty and freedom at your grasp.

When I go to a park, I notice birds of different kinds that make me specifically remember John James Audubon’s classic work “The Birds of America”. Richly detailed how Audubon was able to draw the birds without them flying and flittering away. He could have had some really good bird seed feeders with him in which he was able to capture the aerial voyagers at their best poses.

A selection of bird houses combined with varied seeds could have done the trick as the birds must have been preoccupied with eating to stay put in one place allowing Audubon to sketch and paint them later on. Searching vast forests for rare bird species was hard and recording them without the advantage of photography is even harder. So, we could imagine what pains and dangers did Audubon and his party goes through just to finish his work.

Although certain variety of birds are today bothered with the avian flu, we cannot forget that we still have so much to learn about them. With such delicate bone frames, how can they fly so hastily? Their tiny muscles don’t need workout to help them flitter and hop around. Birds, of course, are divided into categories in which we see the hand of God split them from biggest to smallest.

From the mighty flight of the majestic eagle to the extraordinary ability of the tiny hummingbird to hover and fly backwards, birds make us ponder on the richness and abundance of nature. There are still territories to be reached, they must be protectedand valued at the same time. People must be rightly educated on conservation and must learn how to love and preserve nature’s gifts, if not; we may someday face a future where there are no birds and our skies a no-fly zone.