Oh, Pinions!
I clipped my wings so I could fly;

Soar higher than before. 

My focus has moved to my wing’s length-

I’m stuck here on the floor.
My gaze weighs so heavy 

That it pulls unwanted thoughts in…

Moving me deeper in this cage;

My head’s beginning to swim!
I was meant to fly ; even past 

Intimidating Mountains that block the Sun.

So watch me now as I take the plunge;

Allowing my feathers to be undone-
For it’s not by my strength the wind carries me great distances through the sky;

Jesus remind me that You’re holding me

As You teach me how to fly.

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