Nature's gift of birds.

All my thoughts so dearly conveyed 
in silent peace and words 
Such a song the heaven's sing, the reply of nature's gift of birds

How they come to comfort me, on days I have no words of own
And in the light of heavens sky
Sing so sweet each tone

So many songs of peaceful protest 
They reach the soul and claim the
heart, in all the ways I've held of love
the birds they never part

But consistently between the lines
draw time as friend and foe
To come to a conclusion that they all of heaven know

And in my likeness light of day 
Find all my prayers adrift on wing
delighted in the love of sky and all the songs they sing.