Bird, you came to that branch yesterday
In those calm times
Before the Siberian winds ventured forth
How far is your journey
Why would you choose to be here in winter
Does someone nearby feed you
And why that tree
Which is itself without shelter
Why not find one offering a degree of respite
Bird, where have you gone to
In this turbulent time
This is all the weather that the East has to offer
How far is your return
Why would you even have been here
Does someone nearby care for you
And why that tree
Which is in another’s garden
Why not find one of your own
