Flapping his wings vigorously...
Defying the wind and the cold...
Blending with the pink skies of a cold fall sunset...
A bird was trying to get to a nearby, almost frozen,  pond...
The wind was blowing so hard...
It seemed as if the poor bird was suspended in space...
For he was flying against the wind...
And it had difficulty moving forward...
But he did not give up...
The strongest the wind blew...
The hardest he would flap his wings...
Until he reached his destination...
Like that bird...
There is no wind strong enough to stop you...
You're almost there....
Don't stop your flight...