A few weeks ago, I was to meet a friend for a walk. I steered my car into a parking place next to the blacktop path, relaxed into my seat, tired from a busy Saturday. I heard birds singing, while I waited and soon discerned a distinct pattern. I found a piece of paper and pencil on the passenger seat and wrote a poem.
A steady cadence
Two singing chirps,
Followed by .........
Five staccato chirps -
Brought me to God
A bird mantra,
While I sat in my car,
Waiting for a friend to arrive
For a walk.
My friend forgot, but
I came
To God.
Thank you, sweet bird,
Sitting on a branch,
Behind a leaf curtain.
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