Fairy

You fly away, so high, so far,

While I drown beneath my falling stars.

In tears I float, in flames I stay,

Still I wait for you — day by day.

I never longed for wealth or fame,

Or pride that hides behind a name.

All I sought was your blue-sky smile,

A dream that burned, yet felt worthwhile.

You fly away, so high, so far,

While I drown beneath my falling stars.

In tears I float, in flames I stay...

I burn, and burn — but cannot sway.

How can I bind this weary mind?

It drifts through winds it cannot find.

A lonely kite in your endless sky,

Tethered to hopes that never die.

You are my water’s secret fire,

My springtime flame, my one desire.

I float through forests, deep and wild,

A storm-tossed soul, a dream exiled.

Time is holy, time is mad,

It heals, it breaks, it loves, it’s sad.

And I — alone beneath its call,

Hold your memory, through it all.

How can I bind this weary mind?

It spins, it aches, it’s left behind.

Your sky still hums a song so near,

Yet my voice fades — you cannot hear.

You fly away, so high, so far,

While I drown beneath my falling stars.

In tears I float, in flames I stay,

Still I wait for you — day by day.