Broken Wings

You were a very beautiful bird

Free to fly and constantly flying.

Beautiful and graceful,

Gentle and tender.

 

You delighted in golden mountains

And blue rivers.

You drank from silver brooks

And Heaven’s springs

One day,

While you were asleep,

A snake sneaked into your room

And mercilessly broke your wings.

 

You woke up

Unaware of your calamity,

You flapped your silver wings

To fly,

And you couldn’t.

You looked at your side

And realized that your wings were

Broken.

You were overcome with grief

And wept bitterly.

You were inconsolable in your loss.

 

After a while,

You picked up courage

And struggled to fly again

But you couldn’t.

Confused and ashamed,

You ran into a grave

And hid yourself

To mourn your loss.

The pit became your home.

 

One hut afternoon

In summer,

You came out of your grave

To try again.

 

You looked left and right

To make sure you were alone.

You stood upon the earth,

and walked to an apple tree with shaky legs.

Under the apple tree,

You struggled to fly again.

 

As I watched you struggle and try to fly,

I was overcome by

My love and compassion

And I came down from my throne.

 

I carried you on my own wings, to the top

Of your favorite mountain.

And we talked for for months.

There I fed you with love and mercy

And I taught you

Great and powerful mysteries of love.

 

Most especially, I thought you how to

cling to my good news,

rejoice in my salvation and celebrate my redemption.

And you fell deeply in love

With me – Your teacher and redeemer.

 

When I saw that your love

Was very pure and acceptable,

I came upon you

And mended your broken wings and

Fixed it to perfection.

I crowned you with extraordinary grace.

 

Then I sat on my throne

And watched you fly.

You soared and soared,

Into the heavens and above the heavens.

You sang with the saints

And mingled with angels.

The inhabitants of Heaven

rejoiced with palm leaves and danced

For joy.

You were covered with diamond and gold

You became the most beautiful bird

My Cinderella.

 

I introduced you

To the highest echelons of society.

You wined and dined with princes

And lived your life in the rainbow

Of my afterglow – sparkling and shining.

 

I showed you off to all creation,

And I boasted with you

And delighted in you.

You are blessed Indeed,

O beloved princess of heaven!

 

How wonderful you are, O Lord

You have promised great things to

Your princes and princesses.

May we constantly

Trust you to mend our broken wings.

May we remain in constant fellowship with you until

We behold and experience your great glory.

 

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