Look upon the
nakedness of the sparrow…
she basks in the sunlight
undisturbed,
she sings her song
with abandon.

Look upon the
majesty of the buck…
he stands in the brush
confidently,
he leads the doe
with pride.

Look upon the
glory of the morning sky…
it projects the love of God
vibrantly,
it offers welcome
to all who wake.

What do they know
that I do not?
The sparrow,
the buck,
the morning sky?