If you and I
Had wings to fly -
Great wings like seagulls' wings -
How would we soar Above the roar Of loud unneeded things!
We two would rise Through changing skies To blue unclouded space, And undismayed And unafraid Meet the sun face to face.
But wings we know not;
The feathers grow not To carry us so high;
And low in the gloom Of a little room We weep and say good-bye.
