From my Poem ‘The Purpose of a Tree’ Posted 1-13-26
. . . AND one day walking by
A flutter of wings by me fly
And to my surprise upon
A limb some caring one hung
A feeder of seed and bread . . .
– Yellow birds
– Black birds
– Red and white ones as well
–
All are fellows dining as
One
And I wondered why we
Do not do as them?
“Are we not beggars telling
Other beggars where to find
Bread?”
Quote Martin Luther
