The red bird oft reminds me of
The Father's always love
Especially on days when joy does fade
With echoes of the past and pressures
More than one can bear
While fallenness reminds of what we had
Before the red bird's song was lost
To hollow lies of serpent's tongue
Though nail-pierced hands did pay the cost
For broken lives from garden flung
And we within that fallen man
Endure the curse in an enslaved land
But out of nowhere red bird sings
And lights upon my sill
I cannot help but know that God does smile
That He has ne'er forsaken me
And that He loves me still
Although, I had been tempted for awhile
To think that I was all alone
Without a lover, not one friend
In brokenness, all faults to own
And carry stumbling to the end
Till red bird offered simple song
And bid my heart to sing along
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds of the music Firebird in places.