Stop,

Nourish thy spirit.

Flying to nearby deposits,

Sitting to quench a thirst.

Branch to branch,

Flower to blooming flower.

Stop,

Nourish thy spirit.

Passing over decaying,

And rotting corpses.

Overlooking the empty,

For no refills exist.

Journey may be long,

Take what is needed.

Journey may be short,

Take joy in the flight.

Stop to nourish thy Spirit, receiving what you need.~Ani Po