They swirl and they spin,
darting this way and that.
They are hard to follow—
and hard to catch.
Like swallows, they
are lively and ever-moving,
and rarely seem to sleep;
and even in our sleep,
they keep moving.
Our thoughts—
are never still;
our minds
in motion—
perpetual.
We need a shepherd,
and a guide.
With words like trained falcons,
the prayers of the church disrupt
our swallow’s erratic motions—
and flying in formation,
they bring our thoughts
into line.
How do you catch a swallow
and put it in a cage?
Very difficult…
But fly alongside—
as they swirl,
be their guide.
With prayers,
they will follow
by your side—
and find safe
landing.
~FS