Now that I soar I can remember, How my own lore was my tormentor;
I saw a ledge which was not there, I wished to leap but could just stare. Behind my back my hands were bound, My feet were anchored to the ground.
The ties that locked and held me down, Were just the words in which we drown. I heard the edge was nowhere further, Than the I wherein I’d err.
Now that I soar I say to thee, That star above was light in me, That call so faint, a symphony, By my own I, they were hidden Behind this edge I drew within.
Now that I soar I pray to thee, Leap out of you, out of your dream, Let your I fall, let your self scream, And past the fear you’ll be home free;
I pray to thee, Come live in bliss, Beyond the horizon Of our Beloved’s kiss.