A Flight across the embittered ground,
blades that cut and distance
this ground takes to much for that small round
for every blade is jagged and keenly swinging
...
Here at my first sight
this professor guides my light
unto a bold step we go noting the words of wisdom
When he speaks there is now space
...
To A Sora Rail
A Flight across the embittered ground,
blades that cut and distance
this ground takes to much for that small round
for every blade is jagged and keenly swinging
Should I watch only the sweep, the prized tickle would be gone.
If i watch only the stripes of this avian I could note its winging.
As to all that cross slowly the smallest warmth calls
Perhaps a line diagonal shall bring a beak right by.