The Glass Wall
Bright light across the wide wooden sill. I hopped closer. Fresh air? No. An invisible wall stopped me. I froze. Wide eyes. Complete stillness. Then, I leaned straight ahead. My beak tapped flat against the cold, clean glass. Tap! Solid. Unyielding. But beyond it? Green leaves dancing far below! Roofs stretching wide under the sky! A magnificent perch, right here.