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Singing in the Dead of Night

By Nate Morsches

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Fighting, scrounging, looking for the light.
You move, you breathe, you know where you need to go.
But it’s quiet when you’re alone, before you take off –
when you’re low.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
Fly high.  Aim for the clouds, go for the sky.
That harsh wind and burning sun.  Your own betrayals.
That’s why you don’t.  That’s why you’re frail.

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
It’s not just about flying, you’ve got to be.
A cripple.  A blind man.  That’s what you are.
But your Master sets you free into the stars.

singing birds2You were dead, but now you live.
And the lifeblood flows and brings vigor to your soul.
Fight.  Take flight.  Soar through the air.
Let the fire in your eyes mend your wing.
That’s the toll.

So fly.  See.  Sing.  Live.

That’s your lot, your destiny to take hold.
You’ve already paid.  You’re no longer old.

A dead bird with its neck bent back under the weight of its oppressor
Is every bit of the eagle whose finally found its freedom.

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