Hold on a Moment: It's a New Year

A chickadee perched in a nearby tree
Heavily laden with snow, but standing tall
In the bright, winter sunlight,
In spite of its heavy burden.
He chirped joyfully.
"Hold on a moment,"
He seemed to say with his sweet melody.
"Celebrate life.
Sure, it is a new year,
But nothing has really changed.
Justice will still prevail;
Injustice cannot last forever.
The sun will continue to rise and set;
It's programmed not to forget.
The tides of time will always turn.
Love is always the order of the day,
Though the universe is subject to change.
Its timing is perfect;
Its seasons are in order.
What is destined to be cannot help but be.
Life and death are predetermined."
His gentle chirping continued.
"Don't let go; not now, not ever.
Stay strong and be of good courage.
Don't give up on yourself, others or God.
They will never give up on you."
The chickadee chirped away,
His song growing stronger than ever.
Fresh, soft snow began to fall.
The chickadee spread his wings
To the fullness of their breadth,
Mustered new strength and courage,
Shook the white fluff off his feathers,
And headed into the distant forest.
"Hold on a moment,"
He chirped again softly, as he flew by.

Nature often speaks to those who have ears to hear.