Feathers float around, waiting to be found.

What seems like a letter from the sky

can also be a story from a noble heart.

They have fallen from the souls of birds,

carried by the wind, which holds lost memories.

Wings flutter all about,

following destiny.

How one may envy those wings,

which seems to be the key to escape everything.

Yet even wings can be clipped down.

Millions of birds feel trapped and

torn from their purpose.

Some are meant to stay that way.

Others need to be fulfilled with passion,

so they seek refuge and ways to escape.

The unlucky ones will stay confined.

Those who escape will have to go on a long journey.

A bird can struggle from prying demands,

which never seem to let go,

or even from self-sabotage, which is just as suffocating.

Seemingly never-ending problems stack and weigh down a bird.

How can a bird ever withstand such a burden?

They are meant to fly free without a second thought.

A mix of emotions boils up inside a heart that was once so pure,

sizzling until it explodes.

A terrible feeling of dread and despair

can’t help but wash over and infect the birdie.

Some will never understand why or how it happened.

Perseverance is one of the many solutions.

Suddenly hope and dreams are returning.

The ambition and misery declare war.

Once determination can fully take over,

the heaviest clips fall off.

Even if it has been a while,

a bird will take flight once again.

No more limits strain fragile wings.

The bird just keeps getting pushed higher and higher.