Caught in a magnetic storm

This solar storm fills me with disappointment
I feel lost
I don’t know which way to head, so I will stay here, even if it’s the end of me
It could also be the beginning…
I would like to survive, but all I have is my beak
If my beak fails me, then I shall surrender to the mighty solar wind
All we are is dust in the solar wind
One cannot rise above occasions all the time
Besides it’s difficult to maintain your sense of humour at such a time of geomagnetic turmoil
“Hello, Earth?… pigeon beak calling Earth”
nope, nothing.

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