Blue Reflections

Help me to remember
I am more than my reflections;
that my being has more substance;
and that my feathers, eye and bill
are not unique.

And may I also know
that the color of the mood in which I float
is influenced by the air I breathe,
the color of the sky,
and the richness of the ground below these rippling waves of emotion;
by trees and clouds and other birds,
by all that lives and moves
and has its being
in You.


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