She Flies

Perhaps - she wanted to get lost..to hide away..to disappear. Perhaps - she felt safe tucked away deep within the tall grasses.

Perhaps - she preferred the dark to the light. Perhaps - she preferred the quiet to the noise. Perhaps - she preferred a life of solitude to that was filled with people.

Or perhaps...just perhaps - she was waiting for just that right moment..when the sun and the moon and the stars all align..and when she was feeling perfectly safe and secure and absolutely sure.

Perhaps - she flies only when no one is looking?