🐦CLIPPED WINGS !!!🐦
End-less seasons
Through autumn and winter
Through spring and summer
I long to fly above mountains
Scale through oceans
I want to transcend the hills
Dive into valleys
Spread my wings
And sail with the winds
But this miserly existence
Keeps me
From flapping in flight
Clipped wings
Clipped freedom
A bird destined to fly
And soar to earth's end
To watch sun-rays climb the hills
Now sits to see
The moon walk past the window
And I question what life is
Caged in a world dark and blue
Hidden pain and cries in my soul
Of the whispers of freedom denied
But clipped wings do heal
And broken hearts do mend
I will again take flight
Through the boughs
Across the meadows
Up mountains high
Leaving behind agonies
And fragmented memories
Of the caged one
In summer's end-less melodies
Will I hum again my songs
For my faith eventually heals
The wound of the clipped wings
That simple element that can be small as mustard seed can make you leap beyond bounds and limitations
Exactly dear, with faith, there are no limits and boundaries. Thank you for your input.
Here she goes again
Lovely one
Ah! My own jeani is back. Think you for stopping by dear.
I liked the ending part of this your poem good one dear
Ijele thank you, I appreciate you.