Where will you go?
Oh soul of mine-
Shall you return to your first love divine?
Shall you in your temple beget a new soul?
Or should you forget these lands of conception
Your eyes forever in deception, of the love first conceived-
to wonder new lands
in search of your dreams?
Should you return to the fertile dry grounds with songs kind and loud?
Or should you betray the heart who first fell in love in the mid-summer May
to go in search of the other more glorious ways?