As I Falter as I Fly.....

Attachment binds,
Love sets you free,
Attachment masquerades in the mask of love,
The Master's love is unalloyed,
For He teaches you to be free,
He touches not the mind,
He sits in the heart (as the very heart)
I may not have realised complete freedom,
Like the early efforts of a little bird
that makes its flight in the sky,
I may falter as I fly
before I realise that flying is my natural ability,
But His glance has bestowed me with the glimpse of being uncaged in infinity.

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