Sparrows

There are no sparrows in this city anymore.

Now, if I were to tell you this
You would just say so what?
What is a sparrow to you?
Indeed, that thought is also true.
But, what you fail to see is why.
Have you ever noticed a sparrow?
Of course, you have.
But how often have you?
To me, the essence of life
Is carried in that fragile body.
Its unassuming presence; its faint chirp
A simple pleasure, an uncounted blessing.
So go out right now and search for one
And when you do find it, smile
Knowing that you have discovered life.
(13.4.2002)