In any case, with pains, I'll rise again
No one can soar downwards
I will handle curb of life
But I wish you were near me then,
Not beneath like a surpassed one
We can soar together, believe me
If you restore your reliance
Maybe not merely eye-to-eye
Maybe not merely hand in hand
It can be spirit to spirit
And can also be trust in trust
I want you to be soared with me
With your thoughts and deep choices
To higher than me like a wren *
I want you not like a talisman
I want you alive and like The Genius *
It is possible where poets come from
And where philosophers inhabit
Where high humane dimensions lie
Dimensions of fathomless friendship
We can soar together, believe me
If you restore your reliance
Maybe not merely eye-to-eye
Maybe not merely hand in hand
It can be spirit to spirit
And can also be trust in trust
* In one of Aesop’s fables, there was a competition among the birds as to who could fly the highest, the winner would be declared the king of the birds. The Eagle looked to be winning but then the Wren held on to the Eagles back, so when the Eagle started to tire the Wren was able to fly to victory.
* In Roman religion, the Genius is the individual instance of a general divine nature that is present in every individual person. She is much like a guardian angel and also accepted as a god who is born and dies with each one of us.
