There perched upon a mighty limb.
This tiny bird, no larger than a fist.
Sits and chirps all day, looking for food.
A silent song rings in the heart of the sparrow.
A quiet tune which harmonizes with nature.
Flirt, twist and dance upon the earth.
I just stare and look at nature free.
Then the bird just flies away, looking at me.
1998 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
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