I would I were a robin's song borne upon the windLilting
light through morning brightSoaring from the limbAnd
if I were that robin's song I'd soar without delayAnd
be the first thing that you hearAs you begin your dayI
wish the Northern Lights were of a fabric apprehendedThat
from these earthbound human handsThose lights could
be suspendedI wish the northern lights were mine to
hem and sew and weaveI'd make a cloak for you to wearTo
keep you from the breezeOh all of the questionsAll
of the stars in the skyOh never the answersAlways the
wondering whyI wish my hand could touch the place within
your heart that's hiddenGo to you as if some ghostThat
by you had been biddenAnd though this world is touch
and go I cannot but believeOf all the things that touch
us firstLove is the last to leaveOf all the things that touch us first