Caged but free.

  A couple weeks ago when the weather was not this hot we, my family and I had the opportunity to visit Jamunkhadi Simsar; a community’s effort towards forest area and wetland conservation at the same time also uplifting the community economically.

On the way

Reached

Suspension or hanging bridge

Deer area .

deer area.

Jamunkhadi-Jhapa Ariel Drone footage

There were many animals some were relatively more free than others in terms of area they could move around freely in but they were all caged. it cannot be denied we had a nice time there. On the way back, however, I kept remembering lines from the poem;

“Caged Bird”
~Maya Angelou~

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.