Recovery

Reflection Id seen of a big beautiful world
High above mountain peaks amd oceans,a harmless flying bird
My wings were bruised,prejudiced threat cycles my voice was unheard

But all the bruises,all the scars
Were discerned beyond my able bars
A vision i saw in every fall
With every bruise, light entered,i forgot being thralled

A cynic to dreamer i turned
Fantasies indeed belie all realities i learned
Today ill fly to eternity and beyond
Through a sky that glides me far far along