A bird of wisdom,
Gasp, all this knowledge, frightening
The apple of life
Rivers of sadness
Flowing away, darkness fades
Clouds drifting, sunshine
Roses of darkness,
the tide of fear moving fast;
Temporary pain
oh, sad little bird,
you are far too insecure,
with far too much hope.
Shimmering like gold
Shining against a sky blue
Shouting good morning
Blood red on snow white
Kisses, scattered like roses
On canvas white snow
fog blankets still earth
high, unseen gulls wheel and cry
day's future shimmers
