I wonder what birds did for you Lord,
to get the wings to fly,
did they spread love daily,
or sing Your praises on high?
Did they help to build homes
for the homeless with whatever,
wood and string they could find
caring, leaving no one behind, never.
Did they pollinate every single flower
to fill our world with fragrance and color
sprinkling grace and glory over every inch
earnestly nesting peace into one another?
I dream of someday soaring to You,
earning my wings as birds have done,
spreading seeds to feed the world,
spreading love just like Your Son.