Keep Your Faith Aglow! Poem by Nicanor P. Tiosen

Waking up early one morning
I gazed toward the eastern sky;
Framed against a golden canvass
are silhouettes of birds in flight.

They're out to forage, I muttered -
in fields they have not sown;
Frolicking as they flutter, while
pecking seeds they haven't grown.

Beneath the gilded canopy,
spreads of carpet, velvety green -
where white-clad lilies grow and glow
and dewdrops cast a silvery sheen.

Ah! But man ought first to seek
God's kingdom and His righteousness;
Then toiling to the heart's content,
the Lord shall provide the rest.

If God so feeds the fowls on high
and clothes the lilies, too;
Then would He care for you indeed,
if you shall keep your faith aglow!