6.Even the Sparrow Finds a Home
I am walking in the dark by a stone wall in the park. The empty
echo of my steps ties me up in knots and nets. I am wondering
where to knoc, or build my house upon a rock, I am wandering
round and round, I am wandering round and round.
There's a door without a lock, like a lake without a dock. Only
a path thin as a needle, smaller than a mustard seed. Oh, I must
leave my nets behind and keep my heart and soul and mind, like
the willow by the stream, like the willow by the stream.
Oh, lonesome soul, why are you cast down？ Why are you cast down？
Oh, lonesome soul, even the sparrow finds a home, even the
sparrow finds a home.
I am dwelling in the garden where the lips of sleepers speak, by
a tower and a fountain, and I find my heart awake. Rose on the
water, sun upon my skin! Eat, drink, and be merry in the castle
found within. Eat, drink, and be merry in the castle found
within.
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