as she said

Tell your story, little bird,
whistle through that cage.
Let your voice astonish you.
Let it be your stage.

Lessons that are born of it,
will one day come of age.

Tell your story, little bird–
even when it stings.
Let it fly through ceilings.
Let it be your wings.

Tell your story, little bird.

Show us how truth sings.

Inspired entirely, of course, by Maya Angelou. Happy birthday!

9 thoughts on “as she said

  1. Interesting – though locked away we may be our words can fly free. Very beautiful imagery. In my head I picture as one person sharing a spark and watching it spread to every person around the globe as they all light up.

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