... a sound

I am the air and I was never followed

for all those who once knew me were fated not, like me, to rise.

Upon these clouds, (I rose) and so far down I hoped to find (and fell) as ever, searching for the ground: to which I now am blind.

(without) Whichever countries stretch (ever...) as eagerly as birds and kittens to bridge, though near or far, lands for families and lovers:

Who remembered me once, and by the virtue of their children twice but generations forgot like the rest: butterflies flew - and fields of flowers grew - None did ask of me to stay.

Memories dig tunnels where mountains stand and raindrops paint rainbows where I was once danced.

Born of the dream that all the World once shared: to be as Charming as the air And I was And I remain as ever graceful and always thoughtful ,

I sing now for none but the God which left me to be

the weightless apple in the woods: (making)

Up and Down and Up

and

Down

(a sound)