amongst the trees on the path to paradise.
wake up black bird! it will take you leaving a worm or two on my doorstep to get my attention, but when i do i am disgusted. you got up so early, while i was still spreading preserves on a crisp piece of toast. 'strawberry would be nice. but what about blackberry, i've heard it's in season!' but if i could ever make up my mind i wouldn't spend all my time worrying about what to eat and then going back to sleep. wake up blue bird! you cause me to think i have no reason. and the throaty louisiana-toned blues you bring is just another chance to be patient for relief. i suppose it's you (and You) i have to thank for growing. wake up red bird! go about preparing a defense. but i won't be needing one this time because i'm ready to be conformed into the image of Him. wake up white bird! it will take bringing me to my knees a bit more often than usual to remind me i am handing over all my thoughts to You.