`Pon a Hill

<br>`Pon a hill a green bird sat <br>Her owlets in a green felt hat <br>Her fortune was a wish. <br><br>Ambassador a heron blue <br>Rode on the dawn with kegs of dew <br>He said his tales were true <br><br>A ragged youth with eyes of glass <br>Was seen dancing upon the grass <br>His words were winged and wise <br><br>His shaven skull he etched with ease <br>The silent scriptures of the trees <br>His prophecies were You.