A bird is born with the instinct to fly, to soar. Flying gives a bird the feeling of freedom. It gives them the feeling of fulfillment. They live to fly, but what of the caged bird?
The bird sits alone in the iron clad cage it calls home. The bird has all the food it needs, all the water it desires. Though sometimes its food and water may go low it knows it will always be refilled. The bird need never worry about starvation nor dehydration.
Looking around its cage the bird can see many toys, some old, some new. It loved to play with these toys, but it knew that the melodic chimes of the bells and the “other bird” in the shiny piece of glass could never fill the void it feels inside. The bird longed for more. It longed to fly.
Though the bird wishes to fly it knows that it needs the help of the “cage keeper”. This “cage keeper” is the one who fills its bowls, the one who provides the chiming bells and the “other bird”, the one who controls light and dark, but most importantly the “cage keeper” is the one who holds the power to let the bird fly. Yes the “cage keeper” is the only one who is able to free the bird from its self-isolation within its cold barred home. The bird wonders if it will ever feel the joy and fulfillment that flying provides.
Just as the bird began to sink into disparity that its own mind and thoughts created, it hears the opening and closing of a door. The bird feels a rush of excitement. Finally it was no longer alone in its barred prison, so cold and emotionless, but was now in a room filled with nothing but warmth and happiness.
The “cage keeper” spoke softly, gently to the bird while opening the door to the cage. The bird was finally able to feel the joy of flight it so longed for. It may not be high in the sky and it may not be soaring, but the bird knew it was loved for it was allowed to feel and experience the greatest joy a bird can feel, the joy of flight.
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