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.