Deeper Down

A crow flew to me Kept its distance Such a proud creation I saw its soul, envied its pride But needed nothing it had An owl came to me Old and wise Pierced right through my youth I learned its ways, envied its sense But needed nothing it had A dove came to me Had no fear It rested on my arm I touched its calm, envied its love But needed nothing it had A swan of white she came to me The lake mirrored her beauty sweet I kissed her neck, adored her grace But needed nothing she could give