Caged
If there is a God,
then why did he give me wings and a cage?
An old post…one that I didn’t deem ‘good enough’ for publishing. But now I think the rawest, deepest expressions are probably the best. And anonymous or not, this blog has been about my personal expression. So here it it…the year that was. I’m glad to get it off my mind….
@IdeaSmith:
Hmm… in that case, assuming there is a God, he gave you wings and a cage, so as to keep you trapped in the latter, so that you keep wishing (and praying) to fly free… I believe it is as simple as that !
But here, I ask… God has given you (or the bird in question) wings and a cage… but has he really put that bird IN the cage? Cuz if he hasn’t, then all that discussion above is kinda unnecessary!
.-= Kavita´s last blog ..Bachelordom =-.
because the ocean comes next.
So that I teach myself to break open the cage, and then enjoy the blissful flying experience. After all, what’s the point in just having something, and not knowing it’s value! And here I quote.. “Cuz you don’t know what you’ve ’til it’s gone..”
.-= Kavita´s last blog ..Bachelordom =-.