Back through time to shed some light
A boat seems lost on habit's seas
Squeezed, shaped by waves denied
Long before that ship had oars
When childhood knew
that dreams have strings
Wings that lift you to the sky

Even He had things to learn
What does seem so hard
Is what we've yearned
Here till we're adjourned
Each resolve is one
to call your very own trapeze
Fly, fly and catch the wind...

Left aside and left behind
Your song can last until the spring
Bring signs of your return
Fields to roam where love can grow
Beneath a sky of clement rain
Strain, see how once it poured

If the fog was cleared to see
What would God
have left us to complete?
Strange as it may seem...
Patience crawls like vines on walls
and soon it comes with ease
Fly, fly and catch the wind...

They'll come,
they'll come to take you home
To that place you left so long ago
A world you've barely known
They'll come here
With freedom for your soul
"You've overcome, you're free
At last to go... back home..."

Dec. 22/27, MCMXCVII
1101-1217