I have never studied birds
to understand the way they communicate.
So, how is it that each morning 
it is their songs outside my window that
quiet my mind
calm my heart
and restore my soul?
Maybe it’s the same
as those times 
when someone shares 
how much one of my poems
helped them grow closer to God. 
As they tell me 
why
all I can think is:
That’s not what
I was going for 
at all!