The bird with weighed-down wings

If only you knew
How high your song soars
Over mists and stormy seas
A clarion true

If you could perceive
The gem of your heart
The fire you’ve kindled
The gift of this tear

Perhaps then you would know
When I say that you’re loved
That the strife is not in vain
That there is so much to know

Know that the darker the night
The brighter the dawn
And all ears are straining
For that clarion horn

Comments on “The bird with weighed-down wings”:

intalik says:
17 Feb 2011, 09:00

This is both sad and uplifting. Very touching.