A jay seduced by laden bough
replete with berries plump and sweet,
decided to delay his flight
to taste this tantalizing treat.

But while he perched upon this branch
to eat the meal of his pursuit,
he realized this interlude
had fed him more than ripe, red fruit.

For though the succulence of flesh
had made for fresh and lush repast,
he also had absorbed the warmth
the sun upon his brow had cast.

And so he lingered, purpose gone,
past need for body's nourishment,
to take into his soul's embrace
the comfort Father Sun had sent.