Rise
And rise again
Your wings are not broken
Your wings are not meant to be tucked forever
Let them rest
Let them fold themselves for a time against your bosom
Let them warm themselves with the sun
Dry and heal with the wind

But they may not stay there
They are meant for opening
Stretching wide in the mighty stream
Lifting the air and pulling the muscle to meet it
Glide and dance

Rise and rise again