The bird stood by the lake and peered at the bird on the other side so beautiful and  fine
" So long my friend,I know now that you  a are a state of my mind. I can never hope to be  as superb as you.
Can never hope to be.

One day
After many years, the bird fell in love with a skunk that was a smelly mess
and after many years the bird fell in love with a chameleon. Very confusing affair
neither here nor there..The bird  thought she was a chameleon too. No sense of self
She could have been an elf if that was required.
She eventually tired slithered and flew away.

Many years later she fell in love with a Hawk.You should have heard her squeak and squawk.
Said the hawk . I am hunter, you are prey now for your own good just fly away. She decided to stay. Anyway.
Persistent.?
Blind?
who is to stay.

The Hawk for some reason saw the good in the bird and
relented.
Learned to love the bird though a difficult task
to not follow instinct and gut the poor thing.
Little  hawklings did spring.
Hawk .

Many, Many years later after much coaxing and coaching the bird
stood tall and felt a good vibe.
Tried to eat the hawk alive. Who knew.

A sad ending to the tale
duck feathers  on the floor.