Imagine looking into a mirror… And being able to re-cognise your own self.
Imagine staring out at the expanse of the world… And seeing the ore of it’s beauty in color.
Imagine commuting 6 or 7 hundred miles away… And landing back home at the end of each day.
Imagine exceeding 80-90 miles per hour… And rising 6000 feet above water.
Imagine the earth’s magnetic field as your tool for navigation… And using the sun for your sense of direction.
Imagine living in urban conditions… And feeding on fast food waste from others.
Imagine taking up a career as a courier… And your elders shot dead in the forest by a farmer.
Imagine others looking at you as if you were dirt… And yet when in the park they feed you and flirt.
Imagine the nurturing of both mother and father… And finding a lover who never leaves for another.
Imagine giving birth of only 6 months of age… And dying at 15 or on average 4 to 5.
This is the life of Columbia Livia, known to us as The Pigeon… Imagine what it’s like being this bird.
