Broken Wings

Like a stone, he fell from the sky
Plummetting to the earth below
Spiralling, uncontrollably
The crash he could not slow

A bird with its feathers clipped,
a bird that cannot sing
Unable to soar with his friends
All because of a broken wing!

He sits alone, with just his thoughts
stirring into the wide blue yonder
what had he done to deserve his fate
He asked himself in wonder!

Was it something he had said or done
he began to question why
will my wings heal, given time
Shall I once more be able to fly?

An older bird approached him
Sympathy flowing from her eyes
He looked at her and instantly knew
Here was a bird that was wise

She took a seat beside him
offering a friendly smile
Do you mind she said, if I sit down here
Talk to you for a while?

Your wing will heal, it will just take time
Believe in what I say
There are times you will fall, but have belief
Tomorow is another day!

You need to rest, gather your strength
for a flight that will be tedious and long
To fly away with all the rest
To a place where you will belong

She spread her wings around him
Gathering him to her breast
and the comfort that he felt from her
Filled his heart with Zest

He knew what she said was meaningful and true
He no longer sat in pain
for he knew now, without a shadow of doubt
He would fly again!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
I was sitting beside my fathers grave and an injured bird sat close by, wanting to help him but unable to....but I like to think his wing was mended and he flew....I wrote this as sometimes we are like birds, our wings get broken and we have to learn to fly again.........I was visiting my dad for comfort and guidence, and the bird appeared....

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Comments (2)

gnj4u
Hi, dolphin1,
Though hope is as light as a feather, it has the power to lift us up.
paloma66
Beautiful poem,I liked this,Yes, we too are like birds and have our spirits broken but it heals and we rise up to fly again.Thank you for sharing these lovely words my dear.thumbs up handshake hug
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