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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England 
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Locked inside her captor’s cage, she stretches both her wings.... Deep inside, familiar longings start... From her soul a melody takes hold, she starts to sing... Her song of love, that beats within her heart... Bars cannot contain her voice, and so the song begins... Echos heard beyond the fortress walls... Penetrate her prison’s gate, then fly into the wind... Searching for the ears on which to fall... Years go by, and still the little bird gives gift of song... Every day is sweeter than before... She never flies, but stays and tries to right her captor’s wrong... And overlooks the gap ‘tween bars and door... Then one day another voice sings deeper harmony... She listens, and within, a need awakes... His song of love drifts from above, each note in perfect key... Her heart is drawn toward the sound he makes... She steps onto the bars that hold the once-locked prison door... With all her strength, she pushes, with her weight... The door has opened outward, and her prison is no more... She spreads her wings, then flies to meet her fate... Now, if you listen closely, with your heart, and not your ear... Two singing voices bless you with their song... And what is sung, has just begun, because she conquered fear... And learned to give the love that lay inside her, all along... The road goes on forever, and the stories never end... |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Fear is a part of all Love, sometimes even of Love. Enjoyed. "Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to decieve" |
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walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
Beautiful, and I took it literally being a bird lover. You know people let their birds free or they escape and they search for other home because they can't survive outside. I was thinking about my birds this morning how sweet their song is. Touched my heart this one. I have found 6 birds since I lived in this house. I still have 3 of them. Sometimes when we are "free" we just can't be.Great poem. [This message has been edited by walker (edited 07-27-2001).] |
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Ariana Senior Member
since 2000-10-08
Posts 571Orlando, Florida |
Sunny The melody can be heard for many miles and can certaily lift your heart to sing. Very nicely done, but coming from you is nothing less than perfect. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Little Sunnyone this likes me very, very much... but then you knew that... |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
because she conquered fear..." thank you dear lady! " I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be" George William Curtis" |
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