Along a path not forgotten but untouched, a lonely breeze drifts freely, the flowers stirring ever so slightly beneath her wings.
Memories of her friends float by and through, though the way home eludes her; she calmly proceeds, awestruck by such beauty, a scene far surpassing nature familiar to her.
The sun makes its way to the edge of the horizon, reluctant to say its goodbyes -- she surveys her surroundings, uncertainty creeping into her mind, but only momentarily.
A distinct chattering draws her nearer and nearer, and finally reunites her with her many beloved, faces cheerful and bright under a starlit sky.
Just as she has found her way, so will we.