On wisps of hope alone -

On wisps of hope alone -

   Love cannot soar

For hope quickly goes -

   Returning at some hour.

It needs a pair of wings

   To up and away

When it seems resigned

   To an uncertain fate.

It needs a fresh wind

   Flowing strong yet soft -

Once and again -

   Bearing love aloft.

It needs a prayer or so

   For when trials arise -

A work of the Holy Ghost

   And faith might suffice.

I'm a beast of the field

   And you - a crane.

Spare me, love, a wing

   So I can meet you halfway.