We see a nest and say,
“It's made of grass.
A natural thing;
It's merely grass.
But why is it so intricate and swirly?”
There must be a Bird!”


We see a galaxy and say
“Its made of gas.
A natural thing;
It’s merely gas.
But why is it so intricate and swirly?
There must be a God!

Dinosaurs are Birds not Reptiles.
2. “Not even a Sparrow falls apart from the Father.” (Matthew 10:29)
3. Though this has its funny aspects it's not satire, it's true.


God was in a joyous mood
When He created Birds!
That fifth yom He went feather-wild!
Heaps of herds and hoards of Birds.

From Mountains high to Oceans blue.
This World was theirs, forever so!
Eternal-Now was all they knew!
And it was all that they COULD know!


They roared and danced
And sung and pranced,
Became enhanced;
And grew and GREW
And GREW and GREW!


They shrieked in glee!
(Pure wild! Pure free!)
Lept to to the thundering, cloudy skies
They seized the sparkling blue!


For sixty-million, dragon years
They tended their young
And ruled the skies!
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Gazed calmly with unknowing eyes!


One moment live, the next one, dead!
(To think such rocks still out there: Dread!!!!)
In Just one breath most Birds were GONE!!!
But Mammals lived and carried on!



Then along came Humanity,
With our Divine Insanity.
0ur Crazy-Dream that
Death could DIE!!
But is that silly, really?
Really, really silly?
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So we grew up in ALL WAYS into Christ.
Lost our meanness, became nice!
And We built Ourselves a Treasure-Square!
All of life and love are there!


Though the stars contract
And the Cosmos cracks
The worlds shrink back
And the atoms snap!
And the Big Crunch wins
Inside that Cube we live as Kings!


Covered in millions of flashing jewels!
Nothing and never is anything cruel!
Kindness and Joy, Logic and Love,
Always, always, ALWAYS the rule!


With every environment wild or tame
From Bedford Falls to Istanblane
Anything that you could want!
From Gems and gold to Elephants!


We grew up in All Ways Into The Word,*
Who vowed that not one, Single Bird
Would fall apart,
From His gentle Mind
And His Gracious Heart!*

(Now remember: Sixty-million years of them!)

So! Angel’s choir practice: Session One.
A T-Rex joins in! Ain't that fun?!
Admiring a verdant Forest?
Here scurries a flock of Apatosaurus's!



My mansion shouldn’t be for Birds!!
For herds and Hoards and flocks of Birds!
I don’t mean to fuss or rage,
But is this Heaven or a Big Bird Cage?!

God did not destroy the Dinosaurs
He gave them wings!
Why oh why do we ever doubt
That He will do the same for us?
They didn't die, those mighty Beasts!
But tooth and claw and snarls and roars
were tamed to chirps and feathers!'

If God can tame the mighty Dinosaur
Why oh why do we ever doubt
That He will do the same for us?

The Dinosaurs were huge with pride.
Defiantly they roared at rocks that fell!
For all the good it did.
The rock still f
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Time is God’s strong Healer.
It raises Beasts and casts them to the dust.
Yet through all of this a Golden Thread
Treads down evolution’s path.
It goes Somewhere.
Oh yes! Oh yes! If God can fell
The Mighty Dinosaur
And yet raise him to the soaring skies,
Why oh why do we find it
So very hard to believe

That He won't do the same to us?

When Dinos looked up at the sky
What Dragon Dreams did they desire?
What longings stirred their Reptile Hearts?
What set their scaly Souls on FIRE!!?

Evolution says the tomes
Consists of strength and skill not hope.
The ones who can out breed the ones
Who simply cannot cope.


But look! Most Dinos lost their genes
To Meteor's fiery, snuffling crash.
Skillessness was not the cause
That doomed them to a dead-end past.


But some did change themselves to Birds
With wings and ways to reach the skies!
Strength and skill were not their Ark:
The genes that longed to SOAR survived!

i hear the birds sing
to eachother
from across the street.

why can't we have life
that simple?

blackbirds rise
to grey october as they have
and will, gathering in

worshiping flocks
growing in number, moving
with one thought, as one
body.

they are in numbers
such that the sound of wing
and caw, blankets me
below

in the mystery that lies
beneath the beauty,
above both,
the precision.

and i stand struck with no question,
mixed fear and gratitude,
praising as them,
the same god.

it’s a monsoon outside today,
it made me think about us.

yesterday two cars were racing each other, one just slightly gaining past, it made me think of us.

i see 2 birds fly side by side, everyday, they make me think of you
all the time.

when can i skip to the
part where your mine again?

if you ever were at all