Won't you tell me more Of your endless flaunt With your wings in the gale, Trapped in love maze
Won't you tell me next, Of warmth of your nest And the shelter you made, In days when it rained
Did not ye believe then heaven was, Not in skies but in nest of straws Did not ye dance in dignity, To the sound of bitter sweet symphony
And how in your grace you fluttered, Up to the peaks where winds muttered; "Seen not such beauty in heaven nor earth What gave his wings such graceful birth"
In all its pride his wings uttered Love gave us birth so we could flutter, Through the days, storms and gloomy nights Conquering the unconquerable heights
Tell me now, what befell your wings that grew And the gentle breath that blew, Carried ye high, floating in silver skies Made believe, ye rejoiced a million lives
But a billion lives ye bear Seconds stretched as light years Enfolded, grieving, drowning in golden memories So pretend not deaf to my utterances