Musings on a Bird

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To sing in the morning

To fly with my wings

To land where I wish

And see wonderful things

But to shiver in the damp

And to search for my food

To lose my home in the gusts

And my child in the wood

Better to think of the things that I’ve got

Than to yearn for the things that I’ve not

c2016 Lisa Lyons

 

In the cleft of the rock

 

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What is peace?  Read this story shared by Bill Wilcox:

Someone had offered a large prize for the best painting that depicted the concept of peace.  There were many entries of bucolic pastures with animals grazing, fields of flowers, and other such peaceful settings.  The winning entry was much different.  The scene was a rocky shoreline with towering cliffs in the midst of a frightening storm.  Huge waves were crashing violently over the rocks, and the winds were fierce.  Lightning flashed from the dark and menacing clouds that were dropping torrents of rain on the landscape below.  In a small cleft of rock part way up the cliff above the shoreline was perched a small bird at rest – protected and covered by the rock surrounding it – safe from the vicious storm. 

“He will cover you with his wings; you will be safe in his care; his faithfulness will protect and defend you.” ~Psalm 91:4

Be the bird.  Blessings, Lisa