To the One

To the one whose little bird has grown with wings spread wide, from narrow path has flown to search for truth, apart from righteousness who ventures forth, forsaking all the rest. To the one whose heart breaks from inside who knows her bird is flailing in the tide still flying towards the darkest shores of night away from cleansing waters of pure light. To the one whose spirit cannot rest who wrestles to believe in heaven’s quest that someday He will bring her young bird home redeemed by grace, her little bird His own. To the one whose bird has gone astray He hears your prayers, will answer them someday. 5/13/2022