Saturday, March 20, 2021

A little bird

There is a bird. 
A little bird. 
She lives in a cage. 
The door of the cage is open.
The bird is trapped. 
Trapped in a cage with an open door.

The bird has lived in the skies before, so she knows that there are other possibilities.  Some may be worse than this but others , some others, must be better?

The door of the cage is open.
But she cannot leave.
She wonders why?

Because she lacks the courage, she knows. 
But will she ever find it?
She does not know. 

What should she do?
She does not know. 
Maybe she will continue to do what she does, smile in front of others. 

Maybe the bird needs a bit of help.
Maybe she needs someone who will help. 
Maybe there is no 'someone'.
Maybe this the life she was meant to live. 

What do I wish for the bird?
Two things.
Strength and grace. 
 
There is a bird.
A little bird.
She lives in a cage.
The door of the cage is open. 

There is a bird.
A little bird.