Take Flight

From his cage- he looks up high and watches planes up in the sky- as the smoke trails far behind… and the sun shines in his eyes. From his perch- he sees birds in flight and dreams that one day he just might- fly with them out of sight… Oh how he dreams he might. From his seat- he looks around watches lizards scurry round to and fro- on the ground… One day too he’ll jump around. From this chair- he’ll never leap, but his mind thinks differently- He sees himself running ‘bout…. Playing as he laughs and shouts. His prison small- meant to confine; freed his mind for dreams sublime. For he can fly- at any time…. and feel the sun’s warmth as it shines. He can fly- farther and better than birds in any weather He can fly- alone or flocked together… even though to his chair he’s tethered. For in his mind- he walks upright all the day and all the night He knows- one day he just might… rise from his chair and take flight.