A bird has fallen, apparently,the wing is broken.
He will never fly again until it is healed.
He will walk instead, patiently, waiting for the moment to open the wings and fly high up again
While waiting,i asked,my dear,how it feels to be
Low instead of soaring in the wide open sky?
Like an infant snatched away from the hugs of a warm mother wrapping him close
Like a free man closed in prison for a crime never committed but just for being a man.
But we all need falling so that the rise can be sudden and encompassing.
I can never lie and beautify my fall,it was hard but being down taught me how to be grateful for every moment of blessing i used to ignore
Imagine being above the sky and instead of looking ahead,i used to look around and painfully
I used to look back
What is the benefit?
What is the use of regret after losing a part of my heart used to be strong.
My wing will fly again but my heart will never taste the same taste again.
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 5:26 PM UTC
A bird has fallen, apparently,the wing is broken.
He will never fly again until it is healed.
He will walk instead, patiently, waiting for the moment to open the wings and fly high up again
While waiting,i asked,my dear,how it feels to be
Low instead of soaring in the wide open sky?
Like an infant snatched away from the hugs of a warm mother wrapping him close
Like a free man closed in prison for a crime never committed but just for being a man.
But we all need falling so that the rise can be sudden and encompassing.
I can never lie and beautify my fall,it was hard but being down taught me how to be grateful for every moment of blessing i used to ignore
Imagine being above the sky and instead of looking ahead,i used to look around and painfully
I used to look back
What is the benefit?
What is the use of regret after losing a part of my heart used to be strong.
My wing will fly again but my heart will never taste the same taste again.
