It matters not if it's a slender thread
or a stout rope that keeps the bird from flight.
Until what holds her back is cut and dead,
she'll have no hope of soaring to full height.
So what is it that keeps you from the prize?
Things done, or left undone, that hold you back?
I'm not attempting here to moralize,
but just to help you think what you might lack:
What habits, given up, could set you free
to know new heights and depths of love divine
What tasks, if taken on, might help you see
a way to spread your wings and fully shine?
Lent's not about becoming penitent;
it's working to end our own imprisonment.
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