WAPANGRENBA IMCHEN
MAY 30, 2025
Outside our window, there is a small bird’s nest delicately hanging from a fragile branch, just beneath the edge of the roof. On rainy days, the water pours down from the rooftop so forcefully that the tender branches sway and shake violently. I often watch, anxious that the branch might break, that the nest might fall, and the tiny chicks would be lost, leaving the two little parent birds in grief.
