Spring
Spring
I have arrived in Spring
She has blossomed and awake
Danced to the voice
Hearing the Cuckoo's call.
She danced to her womanhood
Along with the laughter of her children
Playing with her in the woods
Deep innocence making her tied
To shackles of drunk happiness beyond.
Lost, she is
Along with her children
They play in mockery
As they hide to let her find them
But she does not want to count
And fall in deep slumber with them.
She calls for Cuckoo
Where is my home?
I want to keep my children safe
And not wander for beasts to slay
Cuckoo laughs and says,
I am lost too.
See I do not have home
I am wandering around
And flying to lost
I awake you
But I am lost as are you
A curse that is meant to be broken
But repeated as for the story to go.
Long, lost and beyond.