All we have is a birds eye view
Of the life of others
And when you look from that height
All hurdles look like flat ground
The pits and the low grounds,
You don’t see any of them.

All we see is a bird’s eye view
Of their falls and the rising
You don’t see the dirt on their clothes
Neither the bruises nor the scars
It looks clean and neat
From high up there.

All we see is a birds eye view
Of the paths that others have covered
Forests and deserts, alone, and in distress
All of it looks looks pretty and nice
With clear paths and neat boundaries
When you look from high up there

The hurdles , the paths , the pits and the mountains
Are faced by each person who walks this earth
It keeps coming and going
Just that nothing can be seen
When you are high up there
And that’s all you see of other’s life
A birds eye view

So, when we look at another person’s life
And think they had it easy,
Remember, from that height and distance
We never see the actual journey
All we see is a bird’s eye view.

Image by moise gh-marian from Pixabay

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