The free bird leaps on the back of the win and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on the distant hillfor the caged bird sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou
This poem is read at the beginning of each graduation at Dove – and how appropriate! Another one of my beautiful girls graduated on Friday. My prayers are with her!
I had a wonderful 21st birthday – simple but lovely. I suppose I am truly an adult now. Just in case anyone was doubting.
Josh and I watched Lady in the Water the other night. I thought it was good enough to be noteworthy. A great story. But it also reminded me to be thankful. In the story, the characters have to look subjectively to cross word puzzles and cereal boxes for guidance. I am so thankful that we don’t have to do that – God gave us His Word in a reliable book! We don’t have to interpret it ourselves, because He spends His Spirit to interpret it for us! How wonderful!
I’m graduating in less than two weeks. Wow.
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