A bird you become, a bird you become,
To what horizon do you take flight, to what shore?
Leaving behind the gilded cage, shattering every tie,
To what horizon do you take flight, to what shore?
The lovely stars descend, yet darkness floods the mind,
Forgetting,
Forgetting, the essence of life, those beloved games, so kind,
To what horizon do you take flight, to what shore?
Again the moon emerges, bathed in dawn's first light,
Again the stars shimmer, a celestial delight,
Old companions gather, fortunes re-awaken,
I am a flowing river, a wanderer un-taken,
A wind's sweet breath, abandoning home, embracing the wood,
To what horizon do you take flight, to what shore?
The heart's blossom blooms when your presence is understood.
We are your life's companions, each moment a tear,
Searching for you in the heavens, lit by a lamp held dear,
To what horizon do you take flight, to what shore?
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