Notes on the Fall of a Sparrow

Fallen-sparrow

No special providence in this fallen sparrow

drawn by its reflection in the glass.

Whose predestinate hand launched this smallest event?

My hand urges on the beating heart.

There is now, and readiness is all.

 

 

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