Fly little bird, fly

Fly little bird, fly

Fly and find your bird’s eye

Soar on the firmament high

Glide, dance in the waves of the sky.

Sense the thrust of your wings

The world out there beckons

Taste the power in your wings

The thrill, as you rush against the winds.

Give words to that joy

Give form to that need

Give voice to the song

That within your heart is buried.

No plugs there on the skies bright

No tugs there to halt your flight

No powers there to stem your delight

Your destiny - Yours, to write.

Visit new lands

Sing in new words

The patient ones will hear

The discerning ones will cheer!

But, if your wings are clipped

And your expression nipped

Heal your wounds, find your words

So what if your feathers fall?

Grow new ones and fly tall.

Fly little bird fly, fly on the aery surge

Let your thought and expression merge

The world will, in your words, submerge.