Each bird knows not where it must go,
But journeys on, not knowing where now.
This travel, yours, this way,
What does it hold, pray?
Within this face, a sea so deep,
And joy, all joy, I weep,
Joy that I saw, that flowed away,
Within this face, a sea so deep.
Footprints fade on shifting sand,
Clouds alone across the land.
Footprints fade on shifting sand,
Clouds alone across the land.
Trees stand blurred, in hazy light,
Shadows dance, within my sight.
Within this face, a sea so deep,
And joy, all joy, I weep.
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