Muted Bird – form poetry

by Colly

image, shutterstock

feed little birds


Birds


know their home;


in trees where they roam.


Nested coves envelope fragility.


As yet, their vocals know no tweet.


Among the leaves, stems, long trunk.


Shaded from the storm are they.


Protected

by His

loving

grace.

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