June 11, 2005
I met a wounded robin 
and listened to his chatter 
i shed my light upon him 
his fear and aloneness lifted for a brief moment 
  
i gave him the gift of peace 
he gave me the gift of receiving my gift 
  
and as i looked in his eye 
i felt fear and hope,  
i felt darkness and light,  
i felt alone and connected 
  
we knew, for the instant,  
that we were alive 
and that life is indeed love
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison