Come to Me
Once there was a
little bird
Who could not leave
the ground
He could not fly, he
could not sing
He never made a sound
The ravens cawed their
great guffaws
The sparrows were
twittering
The little bird, he
tried so hard
But fell and broke his wing
And so he left his
little nest
To find the Master’s
House
The one who made each
leaf and tree
Each flow’r and bird and mouse
He finally found the
Master’s door
And hopped into the
room
He saw the Master
sitting there
His smile split the gloom
“My child, what can I
do for you?”
His voice was soft and
kind.
The bird, he stopped,
and took a breath
To speak his troubled mind.
“Master, I know that
You love me
And made me who I am.
I cannot fly, I cannot
sing,
Is that part of Your plan?
The ravens caw their
great guffaws
Their laughter makes
me moan
Roosters crow and I
cry inside
You left me all alone!”
“My child,” He said,
“I never left,
I stayed right by your
side.
I was there as you
made mistakes,
I was there when you cried.
I was there through
all your pain,
You suffered next to
me.
You could have left it
all behind
If you had come to Me.”
And so he went, and
left his pain.
And though he could
not fly,
His heart was light,
he did not care
What other birds would cry.
And since his heart was
light and free
An outpour of song
came
His melody was great
and bright
And praised the
Master’s name
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