Crystal blue skies hide
Dots of light that can only be seen
When skies illuminate a darker side
And the lace made of silvery threads
Pull away this higher tide

She yearns through the eons
By a gravity unknown
Cold and empty space she feels
Hearts once tied, no longer sewn
To these new gravities
Her pull has grown

In my sight, her tale spun
A trail grown long
By an ultra violet sun
To move and to sway
Dressed in tangled strands
To drift away
Through the fingers of God’s hands

Beyond the heavenly freedom
Feathery shapeless beds
Beyond the full moon glow
Lace of silvery threads
Beyond the confines
Of these lives we’ve led

Still on she travels
Through a distance that yawns
This desire she wants
The place where she belongs

Perhaps all she desires
Is to end this flight
Falling back to the sun
On some cold lonely night
And be loved every day
Shining so warm and bright

Or maybe she wishes
For the moon instead
And lay every night
In heaven’s feathery bed
Feeling a touch and a kiss
Dressed in lace and silvery thread
Held tight by these arms
Like the stories she’s read

But what to be had?

Still her tangled strands flow
Celestial beauty
A life time of days below
Separated by mystery
Leaving her legend to grow

And only once in a life
Will I find this grace
Of such beauty in flight
In my life of empty space

I will pray to find
An immortality to bind
For many lives to live
And survive a godly kind
Wasting away the eons
For once each lifetime
Just to find her grace
When she returns
From a prison of empty space