Thursday, October 17, 2013

The Sparrow

The Sparrow
It sits Caged Waiting for fresh air To fill its wings And take it over the cedars
Restlessly, it hums To itself It's "what if's" and "maybe's" Inaudible to the simple eye
How nice it would be To be at the tip of the arrow Soaring forward
The little bird waits Watching, listening Looking for the encouraging breeze And dreaming of joy
Ready to fly alone With the wind Ready to climb toward the sun And lead an army with me

~ Lauren


  1. I love this so much! The message is so relatable. I really like how you ended it with "lead an army with ME." So cool!