They say that I have changed,
but deep I know, all-wide-open, I have gained.
As the river danced, their words became strange,
my wings TO FLY were not given in exchange.
They say I will get lost and soon feel strained,
but as deep can be, I know, in is, the song and light to be engaged.
As the journey advanced, their words, hinged, were out of range,
my love TO GIVE, not until my bones go home, none will estrange.
