For His Own Poem by Jack Smith

awake from slumber, rises he to the fore
piercing eyes question the world
what did the bird do? who wiped the smile away?
fury trembles, tears dry, fists clench
he picks her up, carries her to the fold
remove the chains, set her soul free
eyes red with anger, heart green with love
trudge through the maze, runs he the course
longs to be one for one is best, desires for two for two is life
corner the cheat, burn down the con
he takes a breath, plunges into the waters
shivers the cold, suffers the heat for his own
wait, wait, wait the fight is yet done
he holds trembling hands, he looks through moist eyes
why, why, why, he cries out
pain me but leave my own
come hell, waits he patient
come death, waits he for life
his eyes in fury, they burn away the cheat
his heart in cry, throbs for the bird blue
in the sky, leaving beauty in its wake
his fist clenched, he waits for the call
the cheat mocks his wait, his fury never dies
why pain in beauty, why tears in joy
he cries out the questions, he wishes the bird to fly
fly, fly, fly away, leave the world
begone to saturn; safe and sound, be ye there
so peace and joy guide your wings
but nay, for the wing is broken
he heals the wound with his tears
leave her, let her be in peace
take his soul, his peace as ransom
fly, fly, fly away to the moon
pain and sorrow you should never know
he steals her smile back from the crowd
he crowns her blue like the bird
and believes he in her
fading back into the distance, he
smiles at her flight, at the peace he sees
fly, fly, fly away; for the world is cold
and the heavens await your presence
wherever you are, wear the rainbow on your heart
and the smile on your lips
fear not, he is there, now and always