Trinity Spring Blackbird sounds the alarm of Nature's stir; a time when sunkissed Heart and soul refresh and Waking love steals gently on the world To have her mischief. She-beggar will not be passed lightly Demanding payment. Loveshed stains the tableau brightly But spoils the scene I will not answer you this day. I know your heart-twist, and The heaviness that follows The warm winds that touch me lightly are The sighings of a friend. When will you learn to heed the warnings? I see the dangers and I know That blindness comes of the brightening sun I guide, as a dog, and yet you curse me The path to heaven lies in shadow.