Hannah Loughran, Contributor.
Birds are not restricted by long rivers
or winding roads. They need not boats and oars,
or cars and engines to see the world. And
how sweet their view! Nature’s rich banquet laid
before them, and every tree boasts a branch
for slumber. Never do they fear the past,
but cast off the feathered layers of old,
and use these sheaths to build new nests for free.
Yet never do they know the joy of men,
who look up to the sky and see the wings
of creatures who fly closer to God than
they. Human hope soars on those wings, which do
not doubt, but trust the air to carry them
over stormy seas, roads, mountains and trees
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