The disappearing sparrows

I.

Listen to this poem

this is the city

my city 

which fills and overflows 

with sunlight so

that everything comes alive 

II.

I left one evening

on a plane

and carried in my heart

the song of many sparrows 

which go on

from the clouds

I saw the city lights disappear 

leaving

for a while

a longing, vanishing

in the blackening night.