I find no accord of body, spirit
With the uncaged bird that sits and sings
As the cage’s door swings gently on a melody from within.
Fly, for your wings were made for this
Free yourself, for you were born reside where chains cannot hold you
Venture, journey, explore,
Correct the days your choices were relieved of their powers
And your powers were displayed as nothing more than a blueprint
Of a thing not yet created
Be, what you were designed to be
And leave your cage!