Why Doesn't the Bird Grow Cold?
A Villanelle on Matthew 6:25-34
Why doesn’t the bird grow cold? When the seasons change, and the sun begins to hide.
With its little heart and hallow bones, she sings.
Is it perhaps? – with whom she abides?
She casts her song far and wide.
So peacefully she orates, a dawn soliloquy as beautiful as an instrument with harmonious strings.
Why doesn’t the bird grow cold? When the seasons change, and the sun begins to hide.
To provide for His little bird is His greatest source of pride.
For now, she must neither sow nor reap, nor collect many things.
Is it perhaps? – with whom she abides?
Take heart and sing my beloved bird, I promise to guide.
Come, find warmth under My wings.
Oh, why doesn’t the bird grow cold? When the seasons change, and the sun begins to hide.
Living water she drinks from His wounded side.
Do not worry, He says, I am the richest king of kings.
Is it perhaps? – with whom she abides?
And so, all her worries subside.
Her song simply rings and rings.
Thus so, the bird does not grow cold. When the seasons change, and the sun begins to hide.
Is it perhaps? – with whom she abides?