Back again for I don’t belong
Turn the breeze, so strong
Whispers fall as the sound becomes
Beginning the end as it all begun

Free of stems as petals will split
Here and now, high of fists
Drop down to touch the cold of ground
Beginning the end as I have found

As dark will cover the ray of blue
Prints are marked, true
Past has gone as I move tall
Love has found, one and all