Bluebird II
I listen to his mating call
Aware he is no bird at all,
But drawn to earth from deeper skies
And truths but symbols to our eyes.
As flowers are representatives
Of being that eternal lives,
So too the scope of human days
To learn to live within the rays
Facing ever to the sun
Acknowledging all life as one,
Divinely planned, divinely willed
And all the earth by God fulfilled.
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