As the mockingJay whistle
In the trees a piece of
Harmony will once be freeAs the Doves make love
The love is armored by
HarmonyAs the Hunter aims the
Arrow at the Sparrow the
Hunter will lose his narrow
MindIf the Robins knew the truth
The Robin will gain some
YouthAs the Relaxed Bird hums
The whisper of the wind
The wind returns as the
Whistle in the air