How do the birds know when to gather? Who sets the alarm that they hear? Why do they prepare when the wind still blows warm To fly away year after year?
Who guides their course in the evening And tells them the time that is best How can they know that the place that is waiting Has food and protection and rest?
Their designer who fashioned each feather And has given a voice for their song He watches them all Even sees when one falls And goes with them On their journey so long
He Goes With Them by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2022 all rights reserved
Beautiful. And so true.
Thanks for stopping by and reading Dee. I’m so glad you were blessed.