Brave Bird

Yesterday I saw a bird on wing

And I thought of you.

You, with your dauntless life,

Are like that bird, soaring ever higher,

Reaching for the stars

Climbing to where the air is so thin

That there is no resistance

To your striving to break free 

Of the bonds of earth and sky.

The only thing you must know,

Unlike that bird, is that 

The only thing that will ever

Hold you back, is yourself.

So, fly with all your might

And let not a tree branch

Or bright sunlight deter you

For you are a bird on wing

Called freedom.

©2016 Alan Smason