The Bird

The bird was young

And ready to take flight,

But she was afraid to take the dive

Therefore was unable to fly.

Then came forth a guide,

Providing her the wings to fly.

With care and love tender

He edged the bird and gave her strength to soar.

The bird enlightened flew,

She soared and roared like the lions.

But her guide? She remembered mid flight.

And turned behind to look for him.

A hand steered her once again ahead

And a voice came to her head.

“Don’t look behind, ever.

I am here. Or who’d guide you further?”

The bird took a sigh of relief

and went on with her flight.

Soaring and roaring

Like a lion.

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