Today you come again,
O little birds on my tree,
In numbers playing and singing,
Jumping from little branch to little branch,
Drinking sweetness from the blooming spring flowers.
O little birds on my tree,
I wonder, where you live?
You come and go as you please,
Living a life of freedom and ease,
Without fail praising the Sustainer of your needs.
O little birds on my tree,
Please come again to visit me,
Cause I love to see your colourful feathers,
And listen to your beautiful chirping of happiness,
Seeing the world from a higher branch,
Ahh...I wish I am a little bird on a tree!
spiritual seeker
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