86.White Bird
Who among you has not laid his head
Beneath some holy awning？
Would think that such a night of tortured traveling
Could bring such a glory morning？
And feel his heart sucked to his head
His head so wide, that all life says
Has room to live and breathe
And have its being and more
For such a scene of beauty
For such a scene of beauty
Encompasses
See the white bird on the water
In beauty calm and still
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
See he watches the white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
See he watches the white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
Warm in his ecstasy
A shimmering gentle backward fall
He leaves his body there so small
And mirror black against the sun
With deities for strength
He sees his body wracked with pain
And hears his voice so stained
With sadness deep
It asks the day to weep away
Loved her so strong now
She is gone
My heart will break for ever
Sun and moon change around
Me the games seem so strange
Walk in the light, I shall never
Walk in the light, I will never
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
Speak to me with your beauty
Oh white bird of the morning
Oh, he cried, oh, he cried
But stopped short
Seeing not water but ice
Death not life
Dead white bird dead white bird
Walking onward every day
Sunshine in our faces
Sun knows what goes on below
But still our faces graces
No disgraces, no distastes
Nothing wasted at all
White bird, white bird, white bird
Of the morning
White bird, white bird
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