Float with me here
Where the clouds break
Under a sky of gods
Over a storied place
Full of ancient tales
And ancient words
And ancient wisdom
That we might find a way
To breathe air long unbreathed
And know things
Long forgotten
Float with me here
Where the clouds break
Under a sky of gods
Over a storied place
Full of ancient tales
And ancient words
And ancient wisdom
That we might find a way
To breathe air long unbreathed
And know things
Long forgotten
Each age is a season
Each year but an hour
The days fleeting moments
I listen
And you call out
I watch
And you appear
I wait
And you come
There will come a day
When we will hear all the grasses sing
And see all the paints upon a bright world
There will come a day
When we will feel the stories underfoot
And know by name the voices on the wind
And when that day comes
I will hold you
And you me
And we will walk as stars across the sky
Dawn breaks
And the birds awaken
And the boughs creak
‘Neath the wind
As the last frost melts
I will harvest what grew
From the seeds
Deep in my soul
Embraced in the cold
Guided through the storms
And if the stars will it
Emerge unbitten by that frost
A wiser thing
Than I was before
The grey winter
Tightens its unseen grip
Silently
Wordlessly
Enveloping all around
Until such a time
As the emergence of the sun
Would go unrecognized
Bring that brightest starlight
That it might light the way
Toward a better future
That when the stars at last can see us
They are pleased
For what do I fret
When such riches lay at my feet?
The warmth of a fire,
The smells of a hot meal,
The noises of the beasts
And the words of a lover?
For what do I fret
When all I need, I have?
I have but one desire
Alas that it is not mine to keep
For I make not the winds
Nor the streams
That will carry you
I make not the destinies
That the Fates
Have written for us
Yet still I shall hold to you
For there is none else in the world
For me