Your Golden Wings
Glint once in the Sun
Their weary work
Is never done.

Their world
Higher-than any tree
As they soar even higher
Over-the deepest sea.

Gleaming in the wind-swept sky
You flee-and know not why
Oh proud-majestic one
Once again-silver in the sun.

On and on-you must soar
For heaven’s gate is at your door.

But oh lonely gander
What would you know of doors
With me at your feet-
And-boundlessness yours!