Idols crash, and darkness takes the lands. But birds sing; and still the oak tree stands. Nature does not fear— she is safe in gentle, sovereign hands.
My Father’s World
Tag: birds
Birds
Sometimes birds spread their wings and fly far, far away— beyond the mountains, across the seas, searching the ends of the sky on the back of a wandering breeze. ••• But sometimes they stay, and that is when we hear them sing.
Gratefully His 