Flight

she wasn't meant to be
grounded in a cage
the open sky beckoned her
it was here where
she truly belonged
she had strong wings, and
she knew she could fly
as high as she wanted
scaling new heights
each time she soared, and
took flight

                ... n' so she flew

Finding Ground

she was tired of the unending trials
she could not take it anymore
she felt she was done
her eyes had no tears left
they had run dry
she yielded

Interlude

she needed to remind herself
that she was there for her
she did not have to give up
she could do it once more, and
all that was needed
was to take a deep breath, and
then the plunge

Interlude

while she found her wings
she also found her ground