Kay wrote this spiritual poem in January 2011. As Kay has never written any sort of verse before she believes this writing is being channelled from her guides.
The parable of the birds
I sit and watch the birds at play
From behind my tinted window pane
And from my vantage point I see
But they don’t see me.
But they don’t see me.
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The birds they sing and hop and play
They squabble and jostle on the feeding tray
They eat for themselves and for others they take away
They squabble and jostle on the feeding tray
They eat for themselves and for others they take away
And when all in the tray is gone they fly away.
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The birds still sing and hop and play
But are no longer seen from my window pane.
But are no longer seen from my window pane.
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Copyright © 2012 Kay Meade and Peter Ashley

