Songbird

What angelic birdsong is this I hear? O Lord, singing in my heart Singing in a furnace Of my inner core, calling me ever near Your slingshot orbital stars dying in the dark. Now I see a deeper shadows ember The sunlight turning itself-inside out From grey clouds to that sunny amber Oh, the lightning transfiguring! Oh, so strong I'll always remember. Lord, you captured in my heart A willing treasure A fraternal brother In those eternal moments When pure light—lights up the dark. I saw a songbird O Lord, singing in my heart On a sill, an escaped prisoner of the dark Breaking free of its caged bars Without a doubt the better part of me. Is perched singing With pearl pear tears trapped? Kept in the corners of your eyelashes Where a cloud of hesitation No longer dupes. I now know the depths Of these singing oceans How silent the clouds in His heart wept. And wailed for all the good they'd do If a fresh rainfall song of love would impart.