The Singing Bird

If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come.
—Old Chinese saying

I tried to keep a green bough in my heart, Lord,
tried to reach the cool shade of Your arms,
the cleansing sweetness of Your tears,
and yet, the pain so fierce, I could not see Your tender eyes

nor hear Your soothing voice
nor feel Your cooling touch,
but You were there with me.

You nourished and sheltered that bough —
You, through my ministering angel . . . angels.

Can I but believe the singing bird will come?

—Patricia B. Clark

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