Not Mine
Like a flock of birds lifting from the tundra White noise Desperation Fleeing I had an urge to leave you The cold never suited me anyway Snow and ice reigned over my path I searched for a safe place to land Like a magpie I was drawn to gold The golden glimmer of the sun To thaw out my frozen wings To ease the spasms As I stretched out again Flapping Creating thunder with my wings Reunited with my own power once more I lifted from the ground Ice falling from my feathers My spirit rose I levitated above our ruin Shining again Free Soaring As the sun warmed my blood I found my voice again Screeching Grateful to tell my tale Of hell and survival You pick where you stay rooted And I knew all along The earth was not mine