At table meditating
just my sweet Lord and I . . .
through the kitchen window
in a tree tiny nestlings to aspy ~

In wonder sat I watching
mother bird fly to and fro . . .
bringing morsels time and time again
tirelessly caring ~ lovingly so ~

The tree, bare but a month ago,
now green garment on display . . .
'tis springtime~ Nature rejoicing
gentle breezes all asway ~

Such wondrous unfolding mysteries
before my awestruck eyes . . .
fragrant flowers blooming anew
buzzing bees ~ fragile butterflies ~

Pond'ring in my heart
how such creatures great and small . . .
know just the time to awaken
from sleep through winter's call ~

Father so gently whispered
"I created ALL you see . . .
they respond in thankful obedience
'tis not such a great mystery" ~

"They spend no time complaining
rebellion they don't understand . . .
no sloth ~ no fighting ~ no backbiting
flowing smoothly obeying my Plan" ~

"If only my precious children
from them learned lessons so well . . .
such joyfulness would fill each heart
no tongue could ever tell "~

Then peacefulness becalm'd me
like that bird, my questions flew, . . .
as Father's arms enfolded me
EVER FAITHFUL ~ EVER TRUE !

Mary Carter Mizrany
March 29, 2005
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