I stroll through the wooded area and see way up high
The birds in flight as they gracefully glide by.
I see a cardinal on the top limb of an old oak tree.
He has found the perfect vantage point from which to see.
I watch a robin tethering his nest.
It will serve him well as a place to rest.
Then a strike of lightning and the thunders roar
Causes the birds to take flight… flap their wings and sour.
They will find a place to keep dry during the oncoming rain.
But they seem to have no doubts and feel no distain.
The rain that falls is greeted by the trees.
They happily dance to the rhythm of the breeze.
The rain brings life and as it comes to an end
The sun shines through, it’s warmth to send.
All this is part of life’s rebirth.
The rain and sun work to give life back to the earth.
Once more I hear the chirping of the birds as they fly.
I see the clouds that are now white and float across the sky.
Each breath I take is a gift from the creator of all…
The spring… the summer, winter and fall.