Hope is a bird with a broken wing;
it keeps beating the air and singing it’s song
as it tumbles from the embrace of the sky.
I hope it learns that the ground is no kinder –
I hope it learns that love is a horizon that
can’t always be reached – I hope it learns
that in that moment, it achieved forever,
that a thousand other birds are falling with it,
each one hoping that this time it will end differently.
I hope it learns to fly.