Born out of darkness, into light,
tempted to retrace our steps,
we pursue the melody passionately,
compelled to embody the seasons
……….. to the tug of the moon.
A limitless universe, we travel ever lost,
stretching to attend the incomprehensible,
starving with a hunger no food
has yet assuaged.
It is all mere talk until we take a step.
The right word no more than sleight of hand
until we’ve stumbled and rose up again
richer for the experience, forging the way
……….to go farther than we’ve been.