Welcome to wonderland
Says he
Leading us through a
Woodsy pathway
That winds and twists
Yet he stays ahead
Of us the whole time
Blinking in and out
Of existence
Leading us
Appearing to us to
Let us know that
We’re going the right way
Sparrow
Sparrow
Birch bark shaped
Into bows
And tied
Opus chimeric
Now taught
How to fly
Never withering
Or ever
Fragmenting
A cedar stick
Shot true and
Can’t miss