The Chimes of Spring
Godspeed Fly ahead Go where I wish to be and feast on worms
Fly back And become someone Else’s envy
Wisps of life made so hollow In dead eyes and tepid wings
Carry my ambitions for me When I send you off To never meet again
I’ll never think
"Star-winged thing- Fly where you wish
Without thought of winter or cold
Or the deadness of the earth Or beyond your will or The breath of your young,"
For if I had There would be no chirping to carry my heart across in spring.