“Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring worries of its own.” — Jesus of Nazareth
The sparrows keep their vigil
without regard for our noticing,
their song a riff of short bursts
against the heavier weight of
city noise—a force of instinct,
a witness to interior delight,
a passion of their little heart,
who can say? They wait for
us and watch, hoping that
some scrap might fall from a
generous or negligent hand,
living by habits of hunger as
we also know to do, and by
the longer lure of hope.
“The Longer Lure” from The Chance of Home by Mark S. Burrows. Copyright 2018 by Mark S. Burrows. Used by permission of Paraclete Press:www.paracletepress.com.