Bird Silhouette

by Melissa Frentsos

In a bird’s silhouette, there’s mystery— A whimsical and eagle-shaped black hole I will step through it, if you come with me Your hand in mine, together we will stroll Along lit paths, each has a sweet birdsong I long to listen to with all my loves I sense a place where we can all belong, And live in peace just like sparrows and doves. There are no birds of prey—when they swoop down It is only to heal a broken wing Or kiss a little one upon its crown So tenderly—an astonishing thing. There is only grace here, and cherished rest Given by One who helps us build each nest.