All the while

She said, "say" and you may
In an old air when the tricks were
small and our eyes were big
An' together we dated a May

But May lasted a spring and an
impurity did slowly fill in my lungs a may day twenty years later in
a
May to the day

A nested bird did hear in a hollow
The song of a man
A nested bird heard the song of a
nested bear
And did move that which did move his wind

And his young did then start to hear and listen the same
And the bear did as always start and listen and listen the same as always
And when the nestled and nested bear did one day cross a wind
A crossed wind in a May that day each had had
as a nested bird might birth
and as May might have had
a new wind to his living
but newly come from a new wind crossing of a new path and not
of an old
to birth on each a wind of a new habit
In a groove of a lessen direction
Crossed upon an older pointed and tested way
And all the while
as I talked with the wind of its blows, chances,and happenstances
I learn to hear of its' problems complaints, protests, and its 'a askew anew spreading news
Of its' new governing majority and popular voted passages each May
That its' travels had become more and more navigated
by the tresspass of others

And difficult more
Each May

All the while.....
He whispers
"All is well"
As far as the birds bears and beasts
Can tell
And as much as I might be free to say