Sparrows wings
And other things
Allow the voice
That the bird sings
She flits here
And flys there
Always
Without a lasting
Care
Death to her
Is a far off memory
Something to
Experience
When the cats claws
Are already upon her
How my wings
Too
Soar higher
And voice so much
Brighter
When the distant
Inevitable
dark panther claws
Are nowhere near
These thoughts
Of flitting, flying
And singing