Journey of the moments #29

Not too long ago, in a building, several persons said to me that there was a bird,  that lay unmoved on the stairs for some days, which appeared dead.  They told me to pick up the bird and throw or bury it. As I looked at the bird, its wings or legs might have been injured.  I said to the bird, “move if you can” then it stood up.  Next I said, “can you fly” then suddenly the bird looked at me and flapped its wings, found its way out of the building.  I wish such incident could happen often.