A simple birdsong

Virginia Thesiger

The birds of the air collect together
The twig, the clay, the straw, the feather;

Into the carefully fashioned nest
The eggs, like promises, come to rest.

Breaking to life, the fledgling young,
Cherished and guarded, safe and sung,

Rise in their newfound strength to fly
Into the unrestricted sky.

So let me build a stalwart nest
For thoughts divine, by Spirit blest

Folding them, feeding them, till they spring
High in the air on healing wing

Over the world, untrammeled, free,
Singing their songs of liberty

That every head and heart be raised
And God be heard and God be praised.

Virginia Thesiger

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