Why Birds Never Fear Cloudy Nights
When the chirpful night ceases,
The birds freeze,
Stuffed on wires--
Heads silent
To the questioning sky.
They are blessed
With never wondering why
The world's sanity
Is so often in doubt
Or why the streams
Do not all hold the trout
Of our dreams.
We creel our hopes
For other days.
We fish our lives
In amber haze--
The sky is absent
Of stars tonight--
A scarecrow moon
Is propped aright.
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