---===* The Scarecrow *===---

See the scarecrow

gauntness upon the wind of time

Guarding life with his random creation.

See the poet

gauntness upon the wind of time

Guarding random creation with his life.

See the mockingbird

A lilting tune within an empty world

Creating sound from life's music.

See the lyricist

A lilting tune within an empty world

Creating music from life's sounds.

Yet...

...I am a scarecrow...the mockingbird sits

at my shoulder to create.

Much as the lyricist joins the poet

in the making of his world.

Life may imitate nature...

but I wish I was a mockingbird.

A scarecrow is so seldom heard.