Sacrifice made to ride the wings of your Wind,
Only one chapter closed to begin once again.
And do I look back now to what is left behind?
How my heart breaks as we fly toward the Sun.

But not 'good-bye' said, only 'fare-thee-well,'
For those I love will I see again one bright day.
For now do I ask you to what shore we sail?
While tears sting my eyes, do I want to stay?

No, nothing grows unless something first dies,
And no season is forever, nor ever the same.
So comfort me, mothering God; wipe my eyes;
Cover me in mercy, and my courage enflame.