Should or Shouldn't

I dwell myself in the midst of thick bushes.
Met mighty trees, old and new.
Shrubs and plants of all sorts, strange yet so beautiful.
Some bear flowers of startling grace, while others are just grass, pesky and useless.

As I looked at the map, it told me to go "this way".
So I followed and continue walking until out in the open, I heard chirping.
I realized that these were from different flocks of birds.
It was like an orchestra of sound and mellow.
Amalgamating the mightiest voices and sounds they can make.

One is simply amazing, capturing my being.
While the other, is a continuous cabaret of excellence from one performance to another.
Making great things possible.

I fell astound, mouth opened, fists clenched.
It was an indefatigable moment.

Then one bird captivated my sight when I was about to resign.
I never searched but he came.
Never looked but saw his exquisiteness.
I enjoyed his antics, his color and his voice.
Though not bizarre, though not phenomenal, though not eccentric and perfect like that of others, I relished and laughed at his effortless act and listened to his every chirp.

I held my heart and evoke the scene.
I don't want to stop listening but I should.
I don't want to stop watching but I should.
I don't want to leave but I should.
I don't want this dream to end ... but it should.

I don't wanna STOP!

But if I keep on ...

It won't bring any good.