Soaring

Soaring high above the clouds
A carefree bird sings aloud,
"Here I am full of joy and free,
To be as I was created to be."

A shot rings out and a hunter growls:
"You are too high, you must come low.
How dare you leave us here below?
How dare you fly up in the air?
You have no business to be up there."

Falling, falling to the ground
The bird crumples without a sound.
Shattered to pieces both heart and wing
There are no more songs to sing.

Careless words, a poison dart,
Flightless bird, kept apart.
These verbal wounds are fresh and deep.
Only time will tell what scars she keeps.

Only time will tell what scars I keep.

Comments

Diwakar said…
Hello Beth. I am a Pastor from Mumbai, India. So glad to stop by your blog post and go through your beautiful composition on Soaring. I am blessed by it. Well I am truly blessed and feel privileged and honored to get connected with you as well a know you through your profile on the blogger and the blog post. I love getting connected with the people of God around the globe to be encouraged, strengthened and praying for one another. I have been in the pastoral ministry for last 37 yrs in this great city of Mumbai a city with a great contrast where richest of rich and the poorest of poor live. We reachout to the poorest of poor with the love of Christ to bring healing to the brokenhearted. we also encourage young and the adults from the west to come to Mumbai to work with us during their vacation time. We would love to have you come to Mumbai with your friends to work with us during your vacation time. I am sure you will have a life changing experience. My email id is: dhwankhede(at)gmail(dot)com and my name is Diwakar Wankhede. Looking forward to hear from you very soon. God's richest blessings on you, your family and friends and also wishing you a blessed and a Christ centered rest of the year 2017.

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