the bare tree
trembling in winter morning
fingers pointing upwards
answered the sparrow
perching its gaze on it
awhile
how do you love again?
the sparrow tweeted
how do you love again?
remember me
swayed the bare tree
remember me
created in
unsightly form
to feel what others feel
now you too know
how it feels
and now you too can belong
the sparrow trembled
why it has to be so
that whoever moved the tree
moved him also
