There at a distant tree.
Is a small bird .
Scared to flee.
It finds it’s wings soar
And heavy to make a flight .
The past of the bird
makes him low-spirited
Until he hears this familiar voice.
“Don’t fear my child ,
I am there behind you,
With every step you take ,
to guide you , to protect you ,
to strengthen you to face all your troubles , to take care of you .
Because I love my creations . ”
That is when the bird spreads it’s wing
to take a flight and touch the sky.
“All things bright and beautiful ,
all creatures great and small ,
all things wise and wonderful :
the Lord God made them all. ”
I love and nurture these beautiful words. Upon that it also reminds me of my early morning school days where the entire batch of morning school would gather up at the ground under the gaze of sun and clear sky with birds chirping in chorus along with us.
( Ah , I miss those days. )