Take Him

He said Take Him he is not bright, you know
I said he doesn't have to be bright
He only has to be like me and he is
And the thing you call bright is not
Dog paws over nose of the divine
To merely describe is a puling thing
So I took him but not for me
I took him to put him on the wind riding it
And that's where he is to this day
Bothered not by you nor me nor other grasping things
Puling things like animals who shed their natures
Who are forever homeless and anyways