Slightest Shift in the Weather

Am I greed? Am I God?
Am I gold? Am I taught?
How to breathe when I’m born?
Is it worn or is it known?
I will take you along when I feel

The slightest shift in the weather

Have I stayed here too long?
Have I outstayed my warm welcoming home?
I know I’m not well-known ‘round here no more
So I’ll be gone when I feel

The slightest shift in the weather

And this I’ll meditate upon