He is a wild bird
He belongs in the wild flying free
He is not meant for your cages
But his friends who are not wild live in your cages so for now that is where he chooses to be
But you cannot expect him to act like a caged bird while he is there
For he is not. He is still the wild bird
He will be a challenge to you and it will be hard but he is the most amazing bird in the flock
His wild spirit will trigger your caged one but look at him with grace
His magic will soothe you if you let it
When he flys free again you will see all the magic and colours in his wings

Bee Houghton

Craving freedom and wildness with my whole body and soul like I’ve never felt it before but know deeply that I need it
And yet I know I’ve tasted it before
Many many moons ago when I took my freedom when it was not given
When I embraced my wildness, created the space that I wanted and owned it wholly
It was such a small moment but I know that it’s what I need to get back to with the newfound wisdom and maturity that age has gifted
For I am still in need of my young and wild self
She was carefree and her wildness made her happy

Bee Houghton