song keepers

Where am I?
lost?
I feel lost, frightened & sick
my song, what of it?
the steel cold snow falling at me in my
shelter
I notice my song, sung by sparrows in
the guttering
there it is, my song was held in their voices
till I was able to hear it
the sparrows sang and I listened
as my tears fought to break free
like the sparrows
singing my song, breaking
from the guttering & taking flight
over the cold walls, through the steel
feathers fought, over the fields
away through the light,
noticed and loved I am
being sung my song on the wing,
just as I knew I was lost
the gift of life was given to me
inside my song