And slowly the bird learns to fly again…
It has been pulled from the clouds for so long
First, a stormy sky, too dangerous to face
Then, a broken wing, too painful to use
Using its nest as a hiding place
But one day, the bird pokes its head out
Remembering briefly how it feels to bask in the sunlight
The sun does not last for long before the rain comes again
But every time the bird recalls the warmth of the sun
It realizes that it cannot hide in the nest forever
The bird jumps from the nest, not succeeding the first time
But it ***** its wings over and over again
Getting closer to the great blue sky each time
Now that it has felt the sun again, it will stop at nothing to reach it
And slowly the bird learns to fly again…