Through the glass, curiously
Little bird looking in
What do you see?
Strange giants pacing within.
Trapped in a cage of steel, stone and wood
In an existence that your kind has not understood.
Harried human looking out
What do I see?
A fledgeling just sprouting wings
To soar wide and free with a song to sing
Of the air and light, the trees and the sky.
Grow strong little one, spread your wings and fly
And I will wait for you to sometime come by.