Poem from the Vault: Gilded Cage

Gilded Cage

I sat within a gilded cage—

fervently calm, smothered in rage.

On occasion, you threw in seeds

as if that would cover my needs.

Remember the way you would stare

at the one you thought was in there.

You bragged I was nicely feathered;

your ornament, trapped and tethered.

Yet inside I felt dazzling light

alone in the vivid black night.

Peace and mercy were with me there

kindly guiding me with their care.

God knew I could do more than wait

for someone to decide my fate.

When I saw the open cage door

my heart fluttered, my soul implored.

Finding the strength with in me to try,

my wings carried me to the sky.

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