The Birds Wonder Why

There in the blue sky, come the pure white clouds. Turning into storms, that for the sun shrouds. Some praise and some curse, the light then the dark. Our rudderless ship, like Noahs great ark. The birds see us walk, and then wonder why, If a man had faith, could he then not fly. There in the blue sky, the clouds on a breeze, Watching the world, for this day to sieze. date:7/19/20