Ergo 15|th caged bird’s song

Our Internet has been down…ERGO, no ergos…
On another brief note…A thought came to mind about caged birds this morning.
How much of my passion has been held back due to my environment? What am I holding back?
fyi…I’m still brewing on this one.

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15 thoughts on “Ergo 15|th caged bird’s song

  1. oooh I’m totally a caged bird. However (or is it ergo?) I happen to love my “cage” at the moment and the baby birds that are in it with me. 😉 When I open the cage door for them, that will be my time to fly as well. 🙂

  2. Cages can provide us with safety. They can be nice warm places we can run to when life gets a little to stormy. (Sorry, my mind seems to be stuck on metaphors today.)

    Little Dylan, Aiden and Owen do need their cage and their mother’s protection while they are young.

    Listening to happy music to lift our supports is a little like creating a cage in our minds.

    I must admit I have always hated cages. Probably why I was such a rebellious, self centered, rotten little kid. I didn’t even like me when I was young. 🙂 I am afraid that child is still very much alive inside me. I try not to let him out too much. 🙂

  3. oh brandy, i love your genuine spirit and your willingness to open your heart! Ed is so right on w/ his thoughts about you being the protection and warmth that gives your boys safety and a place to call home. I’m so loving this metaphoric dialogue [amazing Ed, amazing]

    Mandy, did you know that this post started w/a song I heard this morning on Jon Foreman’s Fall and Winter album about caged birds…made me initially think of you singing in the apartment…then it made me think of how much I’m repressing b/c of my situation or environment…but it all started w/ you, mac daddy!

    Ed, again, your metaphors are making me think deeper than I originally expected…I admire that and am challenged by it…a deep soul challenge, and I’m also grateful that I”m not the only one who’s rebelling against my cage! However, I’d just love to see what your cageless bird looks like! WOW!

  4. yeah, mandy mac, let’s call it “kindred brains”…it’s like the statement ‘great minds think alike” but we’ll just ignore the latter half of the saying. k?

    Mark, well, judging from your avatar, you’re not so bad yourself…I’m thinking this rendezvous could be a good option. I’ll email you with my digits and we’ll see if we can make things happen!

  5. Sympathy by Paul Laurence Dunbar

    I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
    When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
    When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
    And the river flows like a stream of glass;
    When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
    And the faint perfume from its chalice steals–
    I know what the caged bird feels!

    I know why the caged bird beats his wing
    Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
    For he must fly back to his perch and cling
    When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
    And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
    And they pulse again with a keener sting–
    I know why he beats his wing!

    I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
    When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,–
    When he beats his bars and he would be free;
    It is not a carol of joy or glee,
    But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
    But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings–
    I know why the caged bird sings!

  6. I’ll Fly Away

    Some bright morning when this life is over
    I’ll fly away
    To that home on God’s celestial shore
    I’ll fly away

    I’ll fly away oh glory
    I’ll fly away (in the morning)
    When I die hallelujah by and by
    I’ll fly away

    When the shadows of this life have gone
    I’ll fly away
    Like a bird from these prison walls I’ll fly
    I’ll fly away

    Oh how glad and happy when we meet
    I’ll fly away
    No more cold iron shackles on my feet
    I’ll fly away

    Just a few more weary days and then
    I’ll fly away
    To a land where joys will never end
    I’ll fly away

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