Out from this darkness in the dead of night

The winter winds were testing their wings

In the distance faint but clear …..a sparrow cries……” careful where you walk……careful where you walk”….

I paid little attention to the warning it spoke and trudging forward I spied a stream and a bridge across the brook

As I crossed over the Sparrow came round the bend and repeated the message again and again

Looking overhead to catch a glimpse my foot got entangled and over I went

I heard something crack and it was incredible pain and I heard the cries of the Sparrow again

My saving grace was I had made plans to meet up with friends at a pub downtown…….as time went on and it was getting late they were concerned and came looking for me

It wasn’t pleasant but I survived and I always pay attention when sparrows cry.

I always pay attention when Sparrow’s Cry…..