Of the bird, of the bird
that is pressed to flight.
Please wait, look back
Oh, see me tonight.
Know all, know all
Remember the light.
Capture our dreams
and the heart that holds might.
Take with you the sunshine.
Take with you the dreams.
Take all of the joy
that measures life’s seams.
This to the heavens.
This to the skies.
All for forever.
Bird, fly, fly, fly.
© 2019 Linda Willows
John 3:16
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
Psalm 19:1-14
The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard. Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun, which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber, and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy.
