The Swan

The Swan
© 2012 Irene & Reed
Struggle, Strength, Reclamation
Lyrics by Leslie Benson, 2011

So heavy hung
around her form,
the feathers worn,
her talons torn.

The gravel tough
between her toes.
Though calloused, she
carried her load.

That old burden … the image
of perfection.

She shed her wings
in winter…
Her feathers fell like snowflakes,
and froze to the ground.

No longer
an angel…
Though closer now to Grace,
the love she’s found.

She wore a 10
gallon halo,
but dreamt of
simpler things.

No girl can hold
the heavenly bound,
while treading earthly
holy ground.

She shed her wings
in winter…
Her feathers fell like snowflakes,
and froze to the ground.

No longer
an angel…
Though closer now to Grace,
the love she’s found.

She found love, oh.
She found love.

About the Song

Accepting the changing of seasons; closing a chapter in your life; letting go—all are acts of courage. Having found faith, the heroine in “The Swan” steps away from the heavy burden of perfection and the pressures placed on her to be something she is not. She finally accepts herself as she is—without feathers, without angel wings, without that halo. She is closer to God’s grace. She is finally free.

Leslie I. Benson wrote “The Swan” at the end of one winter, when she felt herself approaching a brighter dawn, a better day.

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