when they come

I'll take my flight

with Swans into Nachine

slipping past the confines

of borders made of time

and find my way inside

the cosmic womb of dream 

to remember there to sing

the songs composed of stars

and connected to the heart

of all the source of life

beyond this living here

when the universe was still

the only mother you had known

and all the world sang harmonies

between the light and dark

to give you days of warmth

and nights to count 

the astral aspirations

the stars dreamed just for you

and while you're staring

into the depths of sky

listen for the wings of Swans

transcending past the veil

I will send the songs with them

to bring them to your heart

so you can hear them once again

and remember who you are