The Bird and the Window

This morning there is a sparrow tapping against my window
Trapped in the open field and empty air
Imprisoned on the outside
Seeking entry into my home

And I am on the inside, coffee in hand with my foot
Rocking you in your monkey chair while your mom’s in bed,
With you bound tightly in your swaddle
And wrapped in my love

The flipside of the window contains the world
Where the bird flies and some label freedom
With journeys into jail cells available, and some
Leaving home to find a home

But if freedom could be enclosed in four walls
Given an address, personified in persons
Then freedom takes up residence here
And binds the three of us in love

Soon I’ll walk through the door and head to work
And like the sparrow feel trapped in open space
Imprisoned on the outside
Tapping on the window until I return home.

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About Evan May

Evan May is a student at Reformed Theological Seminary and a pastor at Lakeview Christian Center in New Orleans.
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