A wayward spirit drawn to rest 
another feather from the nest
Floats up within invisible beams 
to a home awaited in its dreams

Once more the age old law commences 
activated through awakened senses
To a journey on this lighted way 
to reach illumination this perfect day

Then to look upon the clocks 
and work out when the material stops
Will we feel the change in motion 
as we start  our new vocation

Is this where the circle stops 
renewed then restarts from the top
Is this change a degree in spiral 
the floodgate opens then to inspire all

The soul moves on the waterwheel 
experiences all to see and feel
Before the move like changing sand 
to the distant shore forever to stand

Are these then all forgotten dreams 
is nothing ever what it seems
Till looked upon with eyes anew 
then realize it is all in review

As we  were sent down from above 
and symbolized as hawks or doves
And looked upon that something special 
here on earth how long to settle

Then as our time draws to a close 
all are awoken or unfroze
The symbols all then interpreted right 
our journeys back within the light.