Crowded still individual...Only if we understood

On a clear day I looked up to see,
Oh what a lovely sight it would be,
They all sit on that wire together and one may not feel there is more to see,

One may feel they are nothing but just a flock as can be, but I see a serenity in the life they live free...
On the wire it is a sight always for me which speaks of bond in a group and one you would want to be,
Even if closer yet space there for each other,
A sense of calm and probably there is some sense of order...

Chaos always leads to a problem no matter how much sense it might later, we human beings know it better that others...

Oh how much does the nature tries to tell us,
But we have closed our eyes and ears,
We don't see how to live together, yet we speak how socially brilliant species we are,
We can't tone down our arrogance for once, cause we have believed for ages how brilliant we are, 
But somethings are learnt by observing other than who we are,
Somethings are meant to be absorbed in this nature than just impart..
The colours didn't speak the story of how strong the message was,
The message is clearer in the picture itself which should be there in your mind now,
you see the birds on that wire, you see them together but still they are by themselves,
We all need each other but ourselves too,
We are in a crowd but we are an individual too...