Ever On the Wing, pt. V: Significance

For an ever and a day,

For a melody to sing

And an ever on the wing

As I was ever in a place

Life moves autonomously

Life within and without me

 

For a sojourner who stays

For the wander-lusting leaves

And a golden harvest sheaf

As an ever-sonder-sage

I move as one wild and free

Me – within and without thee