01 January 2010

First Day :: 2010



A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream 
Till the current ends and dips his wing 
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom
 
-Maya Angelou
 
 
Photo taken by Dina Ponder
Art Direction and photo editing by Me 

5 comments:

~Molly~ said...

Wowza!! Now that's different!!! You look maaaavelous dear! And a tad mysterious too.

Molly

ps, my veriword was sheadera, sounds like... sorta no?

Rowan said...

Que linda, Darlin'.

Lois Grebowski said...

very beautiful and seductive...

thatgirldina said...

Beuuu-teeee-ful Miss Sadira! Thanks for letting me help out!
xoxo,
-deenie

velvet brick said...

this has me teary-eyed, my dear friend....

for yes, I know why the caged bird sings....

....the door to the cage has swung open!

Now go claim the sky!!!

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