I Was Made To Sing My Song: A Poem

Too many of us are keeping our voices down and our songs hidden away. But we all have something unique and beautiful to share with the world. This short poem was written to remind us that, just like the birds in the trees, we were all made to sing our songs. Thank you for listening.

Transcript

I was made to sing my song. For as long as I can remember, I kept my song inside, Feeling that my heart was too tender and that I needed to hide. But the birds high up in the trees don't worry that they'll get it wrong. They sing and fly with joyful ease from the early bright glimpse of dawn, And they show me that all along, I was made to sing my song. It can be frightening sometimes to let ourselves be known, How much safer it is to just forget and live all on our own. But there's no soaring in the sky if we're clinging to the branch, No knowing how it feels to fly if we're too afraid to take the chance. So I'm ready now, To stretch my wings, Ready now to see what life brings. And so I fly to where I belong, Knowing that I was made to sing my song.

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This was beautiful and just the reminder I needed to keep pursuing my dream of writing. I too share poetry on Insight Timer and I always love hearing the poems of others as it reminds me of what a wonderful community I’m part of. Thank you so much for sharing this. 🫶

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Lovely. 🌻