Inspired by the song of the birds
Been through the stark darkness of the night
Wasn’t sure if I’d ever see the slightest crack of light
but still I sing
Devastation and destruction surrounds me
I’m not even able to take flight
But even now I choose to sing!
Betrayed and wounded my wings find no strength to soar
Things appear hopeless but I dare to dream there’s so much more
But today I still sing
I sing not because all is good
Rather I’m thankful that things are not as it could
I sing because You are worthy
So whether in a whisper or in an exuberant voice
to sing unto You is an easy choice.