Choices

Baby blue jay asks
and begs
and pleads
and cries
for a different way to go
and life repeating seals
its life
its place
its time
its tune
its no

The fox laying in the shadow
comes along and taps and whispers
but the young heart can not hear

And young is where she stays
and hard the branch remains
she turns and stomps
A fire here is churning

A breeze is here
and then is gone
now forever past
and in the moment it seemed strong
yet in the moment blue jay was wrong

hoping it could catch her
baby falls again
down and down
a frown a frown
can never be
a smile
never seems to be too strong
for a watered down and faded ......
from her tree
and upon a shaking ground

She wanders and shes lost
she cries and is found
Ashamed she hides her face
afraid now of the ground

This world offers her no answer
a solid steady no

here again she finds her friend
although she doesnt see
here again the moments present
a new way to be
or is it old
....stop asking questions
The fox this time climbs up and answers
beneath it he can see
every word she has ever held back
scarred she tries to turn away
a murmer in her ear has hit her
although tonight she has heard his voice
tonight she has found her choice