The sun peeks through the cypress trees at the side yard.
The skies become blue with morning light.
God's light will lead me through the day.
I will falter but not stumble and fall.
Five small birds sit on a line.
Another above and one below.
Two more join.
Six move.
Another adjustment and they sit
Three, eight, one….
Like music notes on a staff.
Could it be their arrangement mimics their song?
Knowing God, I would not doubt it.
The skies become blue with morning light.
God's light will lead me through the day.
I will falter but not stumble and fall.
Five small birds sit on a line.
Another above and one below.
Two more join.
Six move.
Another adjustment and they sit
Three, eight, one….
Like music notes on a staff.
Could it be their arrangement mimics their song?
Knowing God, I would not doubt it.
Image is one of a new series of self portraits
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