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

Do the questions of beauty be bother

If all stopped to sight upon you moments longer

Would you give us the light of your smile

Worthy we are not to be graced with style

Orange my new coloured love

If to exist no more one look before undone

Wrap me in your ribbons of apricot hair

Blossom of orchard fields to taste sweet pear

I take of night to see but one glimpse

For seconds be all of heaven my eyes rinse

North be journey of birds with orange feather

Lead us soaring Phoenix never lost together

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