Jäz

you're the bird high up in the trees
the one I can not reach

You fly in your own direction
without a compass in hand
you find me, wherever I am
I stay on the ground
watching where the eagles fly
In any way, they won't let me know, won't let me down

Not today

Not tomorrow
For future times, I can only hope
Where the truth is
Only we know
Deep inside

You flow me through
Past me
Ahead of me
Away from me..
And I
I am just waiting
For that little bird
To come eat the seeds,
 I, for it, in my hand left

And as seasons change
I at the same place stand
watching, for the birds
To come, yet again