Swallows fly the hazy skies
Dappled clouds their only threat
Swans caress the stream below
Their whitest wings have no regrets

The Sun and Moon both reign as one
Content with holding hands
For even in the space out here
Alone, one never stands

The breeze has taught all to be still
To surrender our arms; to breathe
To never let our minds control
Our hearts that must be free

Shining stars become our landmarks
Fiery beacons blazing high
Shooting stars become our hope
Against the seas of tears we cry

Perhaps my eyes are rambling
On the open space above
While my heart stays rooted here below
Overflowing with love