Snowdrift on the door
Slow wind on the plains
Sky-dome over all
Fire-hammer, lion's mouth
Four-eye, wing-wheel
Skewed shadow of a scythe
Cast-away child on the floor
Fire-hammer, lion's mouth
So have the songs left us
Heaven's children
torn like clouds
small cuts
Heaven's children
Cut in twain
Heaven's children
lost
Line of mother's gaze
Drip of dew in deeps
bran, phloem, skin
Fire-hammer, lion's mouth
Dream huddled by another
Wish nestled in wish's crotch
Grain in a great measure
Fire-hammer, lion's mouth
So have the songs left us