i was a cloud
i was a clud looking down;
your frantic waving did not provoke feeling.

but this little one
steady your wings, now, sparrow
i remembered him
steady your wings, now, sparrow

and in the dark,
from the sea marbled and moon-blue
into the burning eye of the sun
without feeling

my end was imminent
steady your course now, sparrow
but i remembered him
fear for your home life, sparrow
fear for your home life.