Michelle, here it is. Our chorus sings it too, and I love it. I used to have the words imprinted on a clay tile in the garden:
    "Be like a bird, who, halting in her flight

    On a limb too slight, feels it give way beneath her;

    Yet sings, sings, knowing she has wings;

    Yet sings, sings, knowing she has wings."*link


*adapted from words by Victor Hugo.