She took a bite, the juice dripped down her fingers and reminded her of god...

Golden ripple sun beam created a sparrow of worship
Bright dazzle specks of razor wings
Flash, whip upward, upward
and land again

salt of the wind no match for a hungry bird
who placed the pit in a black beak
The girl watched the sweet aroma fly away

and knew it was all part of the plan
the tear drop wasn't to weep
just a clear signal of water, earth, sparrow
where gods reside