“Like a bird on a wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my way to be free!!”
― Leonard Cohen
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Sometimes we simply hang on
Tottering insecurely
On the complexities of life
Wondering if we dare just spread our wings
And leave our precarious perch
Or battered and worn
We sadly seek solace
In the company of sinners and saints
Singing with drunken wonder
Trying to forget
What binds our feet to the earth
Ah, we can be free
But we must let go of the wire
We must leave the sodden safety
Of the choir
And move into emptiness
Head into the unknown
Blown by sacred breath
Into a newness
Unimaginable.
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