To my master who disrupted my flight,
My wings have lost its vigor,
My confidence to fly to the distant corners has dwindled,
My eyes have turned pale and lifeless,
My voice has lost its song,
You have turned me into a caged bird…
But something down from my heart tells me,
I have wings,
I can fly,
I can sing,
I’m a bird,
I’m waiting for my caged redemption…
— Anoop © People and Hearts
We are all caged birds Anoop! But we can fly! We should fly!
Did you enjoy my Art book?
Hi Opher… Yes we must fly.
I loved your Art book. It had its own soul and story. I liked your art on the expression on seeing an alien, especially. Thank you for wonderful creation.