May 1, 2019
A Sky full of Joy
A nest of twigs and branches. There you are. A tiny bird. You cannot yet fly, so we watch you from our own branches, and you cannot see or hear us. Yet each day we watch as you try your wings. You yearn for open empty skies. You dream of freedom to soar, to glide. Nothing would give you greater joy than to rise into the air with the power of your own wings. It seems like it will be forever until the day comes. You wish so hard, little bird. It seems like forever, but the day will come sooner than you believe. It is coming. And when it comes, you will spread your wings and for the first time...you will live.
