Whistle these lessons
In a chord progression
Reminiscent of birds
That felt spring on their wings

I have heard tales
Of enraptured ship sails
That follow horizons
Of which mortal men sing

Let memories flash
Like the waves that often crash
Make me passenger, captain
In the sea of my mind

Let me look skyward
To hear the whist’ling bird
That escaped to spring
To leave winterland behind