Crows call across the
sunbathed Ocean of grass
their calls bring back beauty
a pearl in the sands of time
look at her shine in the light
even decades now past
She caught me up in her hands
set me free without ever knowing me
These crows talk across
a windswept grass paradise
their language plan yet elegant
the long road comes to an end
I will soon enough fly
and speak across the
windswept sea
My new road
beyond the great sea