Broken wings


Once upon a time I was a free bird
Flying over the fields
I didn't understand all my choices
Until I knew you

You took me to learn about forests and waterfalls
You showed me how to fish at the sea
We flew together over the ocean and desert islands
And tasted new fruits and dreams

Then one day what you showed me
Broke my wings
I spent days and weeks on the ground
Crying over my bad fortune
And licking my wounds 
Missing the mysteries you brought to my life

Then I realized I needed to learn how to fly again
This time with broken wings
Not so far, not so fast, not so free this time
But still, I'd be flying over the fields again
Meditating on how worthwhile it was to break my wings
If only to come to know you
But I'll forever miss the sounds and smells of the seashore
That come from hearing your voice



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