bluebirds were in yearning
for a meadow
so, they called to she who always pays attention

she delivered them the meadow,
and for her wonder,
they bring their bright song to her sill

yet, she did not know the meadow
only yearns to become the shrubland

and that the shrubland
only yearns to become the woods

and that the woods
only yearns to become the forest

and that the forest
only yearns for the fire

so then, as to the bluebirds

did they know called a woman
who only yearns to become the fire