A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?
World of Birds,
Know of those times when you stand between a rock and a hard place? And then you are reminded “His Eye Is on the Sparrow” … Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows. With that mindset I delve into the world of birds |
I don’t ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.
A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?
“Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.”
And finally for them that seek love, here is something to ponder … “A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?” be wise!