Not probable – The barest
Chance –
A smile too few – a
word too much
And far from Heaven
as the Rest –
The Soul so close on
Paradise –

What if the Bird –
from journey far –
Confused by Sweets – as
Mortals – are –
Forget the secret of His
wing
And perish – but a Bough
between –
Oh ′ Groping feet –
Oh Phantom Queen!