June 5, 2018

MATTHEW  6:26,  28

Jesus, said, look at the birds of the air,

so I looked. Drones before drones,

planes before planes, birds soaring,

never boring, sliding down sleeves

of sky, riding on invisible alleys of air.

Jesus, said, look at the flowers of the field,

so I looked. Color before crayons,

statues before statues, dancing, waving,

gracing our world, scenting our air,

gifting us with soft silent silk beauty.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018

Cf. Matthew 6:26; Mathew 6: 28