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Sep 2014
The swallows and sparrows
dance on the cool morning breeze.

They rise and fall;
         float and stall;
         soaring, diving, fluttering
and all the while chatteringβ€”
         not about days been,
         nor days to comeβ€”
         but the present moment;
         their current joy.

They trust the sun to rise at dawn,
the moon to appear in the even cooler twilight air.

The swallows and sparrows
      (dancing as they do on the cool morning breeze)
worry not about tomorrowβ€”
for today will have troubles of its own.
This is my life at times; the embodiment of Matthew 6:26...
Derick Smith
Written by
Derick Smith  Brisbane, Australia
(Brisbane, Australia)   
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