Thought Surrounding space of infinite sky Eagle glides with broad wingspan Such sights will make us question why For a freed state we scheme and plan For this ideal we are prepared to die Freedom’s cry above all else placed Yet every step brings captive’s cry As more bonds and threats are faced But eagle’s graceful flights are made So sharp eagle eye can target food Anxious for chicks from eggs it laid Restless to feed its hungry brood If we are free but know it not We too will hope to gain a flight Accepting our own lockdown lot Freedom seems far and not in sight Full free we are and perfect soul Our mental flights will tell us so No need to search just play the role Staying blissful as scenes come and go Prayer O Lord let me only be captive to Thee. Reveal my heart be the imprisoned splendor. Untangle me through Your Divine Grace.
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