Poor in spirit
heart of stone
the bird’s wings oscillated
feeling so alone
Trapped in a cage
no longer able to sing
begging for death
feeling a painful sting
Death comes
spirit is released
growing bigger
flying away from the beast
Flying through the clouds
stone begins to break
feeling wanted and loved
alive and awake
Spirit is healing
letting go of all hate
colors become brighter
getting closer to the gate
Entering into paradise
bird lands on a tree
joining others in song
he is truly free
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
Beautiful! ❤ 🙂 xo
Thank you. Have a wonderful day!
Amazing poem.
Thank you.