Only a song's melody came floating;
Into my mind did it come.
It gave a jolt to the psyche;
I know not the reason.
Wrapped in dust had been that mind of mine;
To remote place its wings could not fly.
Coated had they been by low thought trite,
But to the far sky they do soar.
Confined at home had been my thought;
Restrictive ties broken, it sails far off.
To rhythm and melody dances a bird caged up;
He goes flying toward the Only One.
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And now my life recognizes no boundary.
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