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.