The Sparrow

The sparrow floats above the flowerbeds,

Borne along by a stiff breeze that ruffles her feathers and sends her skimming over the springtime bloom,

The sparrow is warm, and she is well fed for there are insects aplenty.

So why does she leave the safety of her nest and risk becoming prey for some diving hawk or pouncing cat?

The sparrow flies to feel the air between her feathers, and the sun on her back.

To sail through the blue sky like a ship at sea: bound for undiscovered countries.

The sparrow flies because she loves to.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. kellenbrugman
    Apr 18, 2011 @ 02:42:47

    Beautiful poem. A lovely message to remember when I watch the sparrows round the water fountain in my garden.


  2. The Hook
    Apr 28, 2011 @ 17:57:22

    Good reason to fly!


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