To see what we have never seen,
to be what we have never been,
to shed the chrysalis and fly,
depart the earth, kiss the sky,
to be reborn, be someone new:
Is this a dream or is it true?
In the real world as in dreams,
nothing is quite what it seems.
To feel what we have never felt,
to know such love that fate hath dealt,
shed tears fall like spring rain,
you come to me and soothe my pain,
to be reborn, be someone new:
Is this a dream or is it true?
In the real world as in dreams,
nothing is quite what it seems.
To hear what we have not heard,
as my heart jumps at your every word,
to know love and to feel love,
is to know the touch of the heavens above

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Letum, in the year 503 AD.