Friday, January 8, 2010

To the cross I fly

This female cardinal hit the window
and was sitting in the snow,
so I brought her in until she gathered her "wits"
and could fly.















When she flew to the cross, I knew she was ready to go back into the world.


I am grateful for those times when I hit the window and someone
gathers me up and keeps me safe until I am ready fly again.


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