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.