Sun rays creep their way up
Tall familiar walls,
Giving light to long-dark ancient mazes.
Dawn meets earth like an old friend –
Now friend, once foe –
The sunlight greets the stone walls slow
In warm and whispering fickle phrases.

The boy squints deep into the blue.
His rebuilt wings the ship of kings,
The boy has prayed and seen a Fate a-frayed –
Done, undone, and done anew.

The sky is wider than stone can ever hope to be.
Clouds drift soft on lazy winds –
Calm, content and light and free.
A bird cries on its way to another horizon,
And the boy cries with it.

Stone lives longer than days and dreams,
And wings cast longer Shadows still –
What Fate giveth, Fate redeems,
Until a time, until, until.