If I could talk to you

And you could talk to me，

What would you say my pretty

Little bird up in the tree……

When I am feeling blue

You always come to sit，

Right there， so very near

To share your tail's little flick.

You're like a gentle message

From God's heart， just for me，

He can't let me gaze upon Him yet

So sends what I can see.

I find my God in things He made

The softness， colour， every shade，

Such loveliness in every hue

His character He shows anew.

Every petal that bursts forth with joy

Like secrets from His hand

Whisper……look inside……touch Me

I'm in much more than man.

My love is in the soft pet of paw

A singing bird opens wide the door，

Into My heart， if you delight to see

All that is precious， all that is Me.