I feel I could go on forever
But first there was a fret for hands to follow;
Training wheels that allowed
Intentionally for wobble

Connecting ears and sight
Connecting head and heart

Beyond the shattering axis of practice
Along a free line

And when the guiding hand lets go
For the first time
Sailing
Riding
On two wheels like none at all
You realize
It has always been so

Without Him saying it
You have always known
Sailed
Been free-