blue bird waiting

There is a subtle melancholy in waiting, yet within that sadness lies a gentle hope. The gears represent the larger cycles of life. the inescapable grinding of time, circumstances, and transitions. By choosing to rest amidst these frozen teeth of iron, the bird waits for the machinery of opportunity to shift once more. Her stillness is an act of trust: trust that vitality will return, that open skies remain beyond the frame, and that even the heaviest mechanics of life will eventually move in her favor.