Maya Angelou died last week.  She was a woman who truly left her imprint on the earth.  I read her biography, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.  It was an incredible book.  Did you know that Maya Angelo was raped as a 7 year old child and did not speak a word for the next several years?  Did you know she was a teen mom?  Did you know that although she did not have a college degree she spoke 6 languages and wrote over 30 books.

I love stories of triumph.  They encourage me to know that no matter what I am facing, or what has happened to me in my past, I can overcome it.   They remind me to forgive.  They inspire me to make difference in the lives of the people God has placed around me.  The show me that my past doesn’t have to hold me back, it can propel me forward

 

Caged Bird

BY MAYA ANGELOU
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind   
and floats downstream   
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and   
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings   
with a fearful trill   
of things unknown   
but longed for still   
and his tune is heard   
on the distant hill   
for the caged bird   
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream   
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied   
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings   
with a fearful trill   
of things unknown   
but longed for still   
and his tune is heard   
on the distant hill   
for the caged bird   
sings of freedom.