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.