I'm jealous of the sun
She draws him outside
And takes him in her warm embrace
I'm jealous of the wind
She plays in his hair
And dries the sweat of his brow
I'm jealous of the night
He sleeps with her while i toil
They are gone before i reach my bed
I am jealous of the day
She bears witness to his moods
Glorious in indifference
April 2001