Cranes fly softly aloft
As Fuju watches the activity
And closes his eyes tonight
But you must never question
Who is or ever was ready
To know the things Fuju has seen
He knows, more than he wants
But his knowledge doesn't edify
It haunts
And Fuju refuses to know more
But at his core
Is a faith that is inexorable
A faith immutable
Powerful, manifestly beautiful
And unwilling to flee
Even if it would comfort his heart
