TO FLY BY DAY AND HIDE BY NIGHT:
The winds ask of sparrows in flight:
Why fly by day and not by night.
"We fear the darkness" they reply
And swiftly dart across the sky.
The winds persist and cannot see
Why unconcerned they seem to be:
And so they follow in dismay,
Advising that they rest by day.
Impatient now, the birds reply:
"We rest by night
And this is why."
Too small of stature were they born:
Easy prey from dusk till dawn.
Surviving well as best they may.
Wary of--who pass their way.
Amidst their own they too must fear,
Owls at night and hawks all year.
Safer be their daily plight
When they fly by morning's light.
Although no haven is secure,
The gentle sparrows still endure.
The years sustain their choice as right:
To fly by day and hide by night.