TAMWORTH POEMS: HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW

HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW

This morning before the service began,

With caution and care and celerity

Lyn captured a bee on the coffee stand

And carefully gave it its liberty,

Freeing it from its glass enclosure

Over the rail of the little back porch.

Though fearful of bee stings and fatal reactions,

She practiced Schweitzer’s reverence for life,

Which later proved an apt introduction

To the blessings of the animals rite:

A concept which folks would do well to extend

To all of their dealings with fellow men.