SEA BIRD

Sea bird, why do you cry when you soar on the wind,,
your hopes carried high on scimeter wings?
See bird, see the sea birds pick at my bones
scattered and broken below on the shore.

I dreamed I was alive like you,
but when I woke, the dream and I died,
So I cry into the sky where the sea birds soar,
mourning my hopes
which lie smashed on the shore.