Breathless Wings
You are now part of its world, standing motionless as if a tree or a branch. Not a threat, just a place to land. But you are afraid it will leave, so you hold your breath as not to frighten. But you must breathe without a breath, slowly exhaling, not disturbing your yellow-bellied friend. Control must be maintained to hold back the excitement of having a little bird sit on your chest with great concentration resisting the exaltation of laughter or joy that would scare our friends away.
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