{"id":853,"date":"2014-02-11T03:09:11","date_gmt":"2014-02-11T03:09:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/?p=853"},"modified":"2014-02-14T22:07:17","modified_gmt":"2014-02-14T22:07:17","slug":"the-broken-wings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/?p=853","title":{"rendered":"The Broken Wings"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\"><!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"center\">\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6956\" style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"center\"><span id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6960\" style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\">The Broken Wings<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6961\" style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"center\"><span id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6962\" style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\"><br \/>\nWhere am I?<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6963\" style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"center\"><span id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6964\" style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\">I cry, gag, and wake up with a whack.<br \/>\nI am out, aghast, where is my sac?<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6967\" style=\"text-align: center;color: #000000;font-size: 18.6667px;background-color: transparent;font-style: normal\" align=\"center\"><span id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6968\" style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\"><br \/>\nThe wonderful care and sweet gentle stare.<br \/>\nI crawl and cling, funny wobbly fling.<br \/>\nSo, day by day I am made aware<br \/>\nof my two strong wings to flap and flair.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6969\" style=\"text-align: center;color: #000000;font-size: 18.6667px;background-color: transparent;font-style: normal\" align=\"center\"><span id=\"yui_3_13_0_ym1_1_1392415211762_6970\" style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\"><br \/>\nThe deep blue sky and the shifting winds,<br \/>\nI soar and slide, giddily glide.<br \/>\nThe wings are forever, I think in trance.<br \/>\nI race nonstop, one way advance.<\/p>\n<p>Years went by\u2026Now, why can\u2019t I?<br \/>\nI push and try to fly in the sky,<br \/>\nMy broken wings and far off swings.<\/p>\n<p>May someone come to carry me again,<br \/>\nI don\u2019t want to cling to the broken wings.<\/p>\n<p>The cycle of life and a pause of death,<br \/>\nThe time has come to get new wings.<\/span><\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;line-height: 115%\">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"yiv4672198556MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;color: #000000;font-size: 18.6667px;background-color: transparent;font-style: normal\" align=\"center\"><em><br \/>\nFrom Birth to life-cycle journey<\/em><\/div>\n<p><em> <span style=\"font-size: 14pt;line-height: 115%\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; The Broken Wings Where am I? I cry, gag, and wake up with a whack. I am out, aghast, where is my sac? The wonderful care and sweet gentle stare. I crawl and cling, funny wobbly fling. So, day by day I am made aware of my two strong wings to flap and flair. 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