New day ...

What is it you seek
Within those time prints
Of your life line
In those shining towers
And in the distance
Of a role
A face
To be known
Destiny
Destination

What is it
You lost
But can’t remember
As anything than a distant echo
From before the mask you’re wearing
And before
Your wings got broken

Where is the song
That inspire
The dance
That moves
What is it
That haunts you
In between the lines
What is it
That lives
That gives

The moment is here
So far and yet near
Be still in the noise
To silence the voice
And reach in the dark
Wherever the spark
That moves deep in you
Forever so true
Let walls upon fall
Whatever the call
Upon of the hill
The greater the will
Of on into space
Abiding in grace
For of what will shake
A new day to make
For what yet to say
The Spirit in clay