I wish to be reborn into the light
Every day
I wish to awaken every day
As the Spring awakens from the Winter
As the shoot awakens from the Earth
As flight awakens from wings
I wish to love my poor words
To see them fly as strong messengers
As graceful birds
Into the traitorous arms of Hope
I wish only for another season
Another breath
Another heartbeat full of lies
I wish to fly, birdlike
Into the loving arms of the Harvest
Where there is still unsullied hope
And unsullied dreams