Think not too much about what no one knows!
The meaning of life's figures can't be solved:
The wildswan you shot down then kept alive
A while out in the yard with shattered wing,
Recalled - you said - a thing of distant nature
Kindred to yours which you destroyed in him.
He ailed away with no thanks for your care
Nor rancor… yet when the dying came he did
Rebuke you with his dwindling eye for driving
Him through into another cycle of things.