Flock of Birds

You let me walk through a forest with clouds in the crowns
Protecting my way from the sun
The lack of light adapts the day to the night
I stray and I stay callow
Now in a pack I run away from your wicked sun
Onto a glade
Now in a pack I run onto a glade
You set my boat on a river straightened and still
No wind on its watersides
I keep time with rowing but still don’t get my boat going
I’m short of breath
Now in a shoal I swim away from your silent wind
Into a storm
Now in a shoal I swim into storm
But I will never see you fly in a flock of birds