Arising from stage and chrysalis,
Forged for some greater horizon.
Above the crawl a whisper sounds
From timeless aeons,
Until anthems wakeful, days resolute.

We climb through the maze becoming entangled,
Many seasons, paths forever chasing the wind.
Come shine again now,
Embrace your destined light!

Must a butterfly pursue the entice of wings?
Instead, one heart raised towards this
Closing journey, a course of
Flight now all familiar…

Enlightening within quadrants of ascent.