A beautiful eagle spreads her wings and reaches for the sky
Power lifts her heavenward, over mountains she flies.
She rides the wind and sings her song
And she is free, she is free.
Little fledgling watching her, flapping baby wings
No power lifts him heavenward, no Windsong does he sing.
Can't ride the wind or sing her song
Cause he's not free, he's not free.
Patience little eagle, you were born to fly
Take heart my little friend, soon those wings will fly.
You'll ride the wind and sing her song
And you'll be free little eagle, you'll be free.
Insight into the song
There are times when we may see others doing amazing things and compare ourselves to where they are. We don't realize that everything has its time. We were all born to be free but reaching that place of freedom takes time and spiritual growth.
Freedom is a state of mind, not one of location or circumstance.
1 comment:
now, you may think this is old news, but to me, i'm glad i got to read these pieces again. makes me think of my own situation and it's always good to be reminded that you are your own person and no one else, so stop thinking your reality should reflect anothers. i like what you're doing with your blog :)
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