Heavenly Voice

A good morning I hear a heavenly voice up in a tree…

   a bird.

It’s not red like a Robin or black like a crow.

It’s blue and beautiful.

When I think of that it reminds me red, black, blue…

   we are all beautiful in our own way like the wings on a bird.

 No matter our color, no matter where your tree comes from,

   we are all part of one world.