A sparrow once, upon a winter tree
in it’s stillness sought to see,
wings dampened by snowy coat,
perch of wild oak barely afloat,
within the storm who could know
what wisdom to obscurity did it throw?
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A sparrow once, upon a winter tree
in it’s stillness sought to see,
wings dampened by snowy coat,
perch of wild oak barely afloat,
within the storm who could know
what wisdom to obscurity did it throw?
