“Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation,…” — Matthew 12:25, NLT
This little bird chirped,
maybe out of despair
or confusion or an unnamed
ache from the darkness
in this world. She sat
high on a wire trying
to make sense of the other
melancholy songs coming
from each side of a long line
stretching before
and after her current
verse, each strained note
becoming pained
squawks of what was once
the harmonious song
of a fellowship chorus,
but now only a scattering
of lonely birds voicing
despair, distancing
along a lonely wire,
longing for unity
in a lonely world.
C.L. Fisher, November 2020
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Poetic Meanderings 
“A friend is someone that knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.” (By an unknown author)
…. and the melody. There is yet another child bird in the flock who has not forgotten to sing the gift of the song.
May the lonely bird look up the sky as the child bird sings and seek renewal of hope and faith in Him, the composer of one’s heart song. He remains faithful…
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A beautiful response. Thank you!
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