If only I could touch your wings...
Singing to the moon,
In a song of silver light.
Reaching into the night;
I can taste the cold,
I can sense the coming bite.
Up ahead I see you fly,
Passing the world;
I wonder how you can keep your silence.
Carry me safely
Glowing stranger
To that other world there yonder.
And drop me in the haven
Of something I hold so dear.
Thank you little spirit, for bringing me here.
Before you leave my spirit guide
Let me touch your wings?
For then I will be one and whole again.