Bleak winter mountains—
 
surely a light will guide me
 
as I journey on.

 
 
 

a psalm, a proverb—
 
wisdom to guide my footsteps
 
through the month’s last day

 
 
 

Crow from the mountain,
 
you guide me on my journey,
 
sharing my sorrows.

Guide

 
 
 

Little brown sparrow,
 
as the blind man taps his way,
 
guide him with your song.