Icarus

Building your wings feather by feather. Checking the skies, watching the weather. Sitting alone, dreaming of angels And birds of a wing flocking together. Experiments fail, trying again. Experience showing how, where, and when. Observing the sun lifting the morning Vibrating, warming the sweet oxygen. And we say: Don't fly too high! The winds are much too strong! Don't fly too high! Come back! Come back To where you belong! Envisioning vistas, dizzying heights. Racing with stars and meteorites. Plummeting earthward, heart in throat. Wonderful hungers, strong appetites. Tasting it, living it, not just in dreams. Making reality more than it seems. Inventing a walkway to where you would go. There, never here, and no in-betweens. And we say: Don't fly too far! The road home is too long! Don't fly too far! Come back! Come back To where you belong! Never too high to tumble back down, Never too low for fear you might drown. Never too fast, risking a crash Never too slow, steady you go. Never too far to lose your way. Never too close, never to stay. Never too loud, never too proud Never too strong, never allowed. Never too happy, never too bright. Never in darkness, never in light. Never on accident, never as planned. Never blessed but never damned. Never beginning thus never an end. Never an enemy, never a friend. Never relax, never pursue. Never, it's me, so never, it's you...