The Snow Bird

Within the dense pale forest, with its branches straining from a blanket of virgin white snow, a tree stands precariously alone. Within this harsh dead of winter comes the deafening cry of new life, as a tiny young bird beckons for the sounds of its own. It is but an ivory shadow amongst the pearl covering, wallowing against the winter winds, balancing ever so gently upon its perch. May this semblance of God’s tiniest creature, with it’s undying will to endure, help find deep within you the strength for which we all search.