Legend

 In iron bonds of anguish, I was held so tight,

My wings, once spread wide, now a prisoner's plight.

But a fire within, a spirit unbound,

I vowed to break free, to reclaim sky's crown.

With talons that trembled and feathers so torn,

I fought against the cage, though my body was worn.

Each strike, a rebellion, a desperate plea,

To soar once again and feel the wind's glee.

At last, a shattering moment, the bars gave way,

I burst forth with vigor, into the golden ray.

A wounded ascent, pain etched in flight,

Yet freedom was mine, in the fading light.

To the mountain's proud peak, I climbed to the sky,

Where the world met the heavens, where eagles could fly.

With every beat of my heart, I touched the divine,

A dance with the winds, a symphony so fine.

Though wounded and frail, my journey found end,

On the mountain's proud summit, my heart did transcend.

As twilight embraced me, my spirit took flight,

A silhouette 'gainst stars, a beacon of might.

In the arms of the mountain, I found my repose,

A chapter of courage, where the eagle-heart chose.

To break down the cage, to reclaim the sky,

To live as a legend, forever to fly.

Maxwell O’REILLY