The sparrows wings

As the sparrow flies, through the light
I watch, and see him joyfully flit
with wind beneath him and air around him,

I see trust unfold before my eyes,
for he does not know that he could fall,
he only feels the air and light and nothing else.

I rejoice with him as he sings in the bright morning,
for I too, have flown on wings that soar,
above the roar of time and past, above the madness.

A lesson unfolds before me and I see,
God lifts his heart each day to give him wings to fly,
and spirit to live and breathe.

And the sparrow thinks nothing, for he knows
each hour of his life is planned within Gods hand,
and so he sets himself about the things that he must do

With faith and trust, to build his nest,
to feed his brood, and then to fly,
upwards rejoicing toward his God.

He comes to sit with me today, takes some food,
looks sideways at me and then flies away,
And all at once I know..

That God has spoken to me through the humblest of things,
come to give me hope again, share with me
the sparrows wings..


Slinngomez