The Songbird

I spent most of my life
Waiting for what happens after I die
Freedom we sang and I tried to obey
While the butterflies danced in the wind
I spent most of my nights
Begging forgiveness for being alive
Tension prevailed in my stuttered exhale
While the songbird sang effortlessly
If you love her
Reach out and love her
Don’t fight your own skin
It was made to be lived in
If you’re changing
Just look around you
It’s magic, isn’t it
When leavs turn green to red
I grew into my life
Shdding my shackles one shame at a time
Lighter I felt holding hands with myself
While the summer heat cooled to a breeze
So I married a girl
And mourned when my family fell from my world
And when our neighbors cut down all the pines 'round their house
My wife cried so we planted some more
And the songbird sang reverently
If you love her
Reach out and love her
Don’t fight your own skin
It was made to be lived in
If you’re changing
Just look around you
It’s magic, isn’t it
When leaves turn green to red
Mi chamochah baelim
Adonai, oh Adonai
Mi kamochah nedar
Bakodesh, bakodesh
Nora t’hilot
Oseih fele
If you’re changing
Congratulations
Now what will you do?
Your life is up to you