Stahling Bird

Planting seeds to grow green fields

Gardens of new salvation

Vacation for happy thoughts

Be greeted with such salutation

Good deeds poison the seed

Crying night terrors bare empty sleep

No one left to see us weep

Tuning swans in final leap

My poor Fire Moon

What can one do when I can’t breathe today

Throw away our soaked tourniquet

Give our bodies back to earth as we lay

Quiet nights of calming stare

Dreams take us to behind the stars

Meet me there when life be unfair

Look to see hope is hearts treasure

Goodbye Fire Moon

Smile and the world shall swoon