In an ancient land where
Sun baked soil slips down to an endless azure sea
I spy a girl

She stares out across the silken foam and her eye
Descends upon a golden beach

Upon the thousand grains of sand
Timeless journeys have been told, back and forth across the years
To a time when a younger girl played on the seas edge
And dreamt of flight

Flight like Icarus ascending, but not to soar too high
But where she can
Dance upon the wings of air
As though nymphs playing in the breath of god