Fallen Feathers

She was born with wings to touch the sky,

But they tied them down and taught her not to fly.

One by one, her feathers fell,

And with them, the dreams she knew so well.

She cried, “Without my wings,

who am I? How can I live if I cannot fly?”

Then a thunderous sound woke her from the night,

And suddenly everything came into light.

“It was never my wings that made me free,

The power to fly was always in me.” No one can cage

what the heart believes,

No one can steal the dreams she dreams.

She is the master of her destiny,

The only one who decides who she'll be.

She gathered her courage,

piece by piece, Built her nest where the winds couldn't reach.

Branch by branch, she made it strong,

Turned all her scars into where she belonged.

And when the world said,

“You can't,” She smiled,

“Just watch me.”

Never stop, never give up,

Do your part and trust the universe.

Plant your dreams and let them grow,

Keep moving forward, let the rest unfold.

You don't need wings to touch the sky— Sometimes all you need

is the will to try.

You are the master of your destiny,

The wings you seek are already within thee.