~I never did learn to fly

...and I never did learn to fly

   always trying to take flight

came close a time or two,

  could never quite get off the ground

wings were clipped as a fledgling

       stories written on caged walls

echoed, yet there were no lyrics to sing

   without a voice on a prayer

plummeted to  abysm's bottomless pit

    till I could feel no more

there in the dark stillness lie the secret

          rhythm and music filled the air

Found the poetry within my soul

realized the wings were in my heart

all along, I was meant to dance 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Never quite learned to fly, but you know how to dance... Beautifully portrayed piece. This one speaks to the beauty of human nature, in my opinon. We so often try (bang our heads against the wall) to be something that we are not, when the truth of our souls is hidden within all the time, waiting to be unlocked. Really enjoyed this one...

[Frieda P]

Happens quite often, to me anyway, thanks for your insightful review Friday, nice to see you back here. :-)

[MikeV]

Beautiful! I love the video too :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Mike. :-)

[Pryde Foltz]

And dance you do and a little flight I would hazard. I don't know but I've always thought one of the greatest tragedies in the world is caging a bird who would fly otherwise. Fantastic as always, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Reminds me of that Maya Angelou quote, "A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song" fly or sing, it's the same, thanks Pryde.

[Pryde Foltz]

The voice is a terrible thing to waste.

[Frieda P]

Maya is that you?? “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”

[Pryde Foltz]

I think not. Just Pryde.

[Frieda P]

You're wise like her, must be the air up there...........

[Pryde Foltz]

Takes one to know one.