I met a girl in a lake today
On her arm was inked a tattoo
It was an image of a bird of prey
An eagle proud and true
This girl thought she had clipped its wings
Because she did not fly
The sky was bright and crystal blue
But yet she choose to hide
For when she flew the wind blew strong
She spiraled out of control
This bird she didn’t know what to do
The wind it blew so cold
Scared, confused and left alone
She tried to mask the pain
Forgetting that this bird was strong
Her Spirit had been slain
This eagle once was full of courage
The sky belonged to her
This bird, proud bird, strong bird did flourish
No wind would keep her home
Oh bird, glorious bird, please leave your nest
The sky it cries for you
Take flight and soar above your fear
The wind it needs you too
Your wings aren’t clipped
July 13, 2010
