A bird sings loudly
Neither from a perch,
Nor from a cage,
But from her heart.
The melody of emotion
And outward rebellion
Sings her fears, sings her love,
Sings her life, in her own vision.
The ever evolving youth, of her very being,
Forges ahead in excitement and love
Changing her song from time to time.
But living her story in a gyre
Until she takes to the sky,
Away from the shield of her mother’s wing
And soaring in the world to become her dream.
When one day her life shall
Paint a portrait of love and knowledge
Gained from her youth
And no longer circle in a manner
That leads in all directions
But give her voice for the winds.
Her voice shall reach:
Mountains, valleys, cities, the world.
And bring change for the better
To a world that has lost its innocence.