Breaking free

and when the little sparrow sits by her window, she watches the wind dance between the leaves of her favourite cherry tree. The music of the stringed angels play through her feathers and tell her a story of the years gone by. As she lies awake beneath the sunlight, mending her broken little wing she joins the wind in its little dance and she sings through thundering sounds of rain. She sings through the day and all through the night. Break free of this cage that binds you and stop imagining the reality before you. Be what is and what can be.. Feel what you have and all that you can feel. The wind is but beneath your wing. The sun beams his rays on your window sill and nothing but your cage is keeping you there. Leap the leap with all the might of your little heart and break free of the shadowed palace that keeps you captive. Claim your daylight from the moon and the stars and claim the moonlight from all the shadowed friends you are so fond of.