"Rocking chair without a dreamer
A wooden swing without laughter
Sandbox without toy soldiers
Yuletide without the Flight
Dreambound for life
Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the first star of fall
I fall asleep
and see it all
and color of the kites. Meadows of heaven"
"When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight."