I sit by a window and wonder if,
The birds had no wings
And the fish had no fins

What would they do
What would they feel
Would they just sit on there perch
Or float helplessly in a pond
Waiting for life to be done and gone

I think they would feel trapped in that life
And that would be sad
Birds need to fly
To soar with the wind
There wings will take them to new found things
So free and peaceful
Life would be full
Birds need there wings to help them grow

Fish need to swim
To feel free as well
To glide on the water
And see life below
To feel the heat of the sun above
Fish need there fins to help them grow

People are the same
We need are freedom
To choose the right way
On the path that we go
To follow our hearts
Listen and learn
And watch as we go

Some get trapped in a life of sadness
Others get trapped in a life of blindness
All of us are the same
We need to grow
Just like the birds
We need to know
That if we want
We can find new found things

So swim like the fish
Fly like the birds
You will find peace
I can tell you for sure
Let your mind soar
And you will be trapped no more

~Phoebe~