It is peculiar how much peace it brings
like the feeling of being on a swing
I don’t even have to be outside
Just seeing them through my window makes me sigh
The rhythm, the swoop, the formation, and the loops
The precision and timing, the way they all fall in line
It is a thing of beauty to behold
It is a thing of wonder that touches my soul
Maybe it just seems easier to be up there than down here
Down here amidst the chaos
Down here where there are obstacles at every turn
Down here where we are all wishing we could be up there
To dance in the sky and spread out wings far and wide
Down here when we dare spread our wings, we are criticized
Is it because we can’t see them or don’t know their size?
No room for that they say
Who do you think you are?
Oh sure, they are happy to have you form a line
but it’s not for a dance
it’s for a trance
I wish you could tell me your secret little bird
What makes you free to fly?
Are you as scared as me that you’ll fail?
What fuels your courage to try?
Is it because you can see your wings?
Is it because you are doing what you are told?
Or is it because of a longing in your soul?
A longing to fully express all that you are
A longing to show the wind just how strong you are
I look through my window and see you all share your design
A pattern of courage and living in the flow
A formation of beauty like you just know
You know that in this moment you are being the song of your soul
Tell me, little bird, can you teach me?
Me, the one who can’t see her wings
Can you teach me?
Teach me how to fly free?
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