Every time you attempt to pull it back
In a rage will it emerge
Every trick you do with it, pushing it to the cliff's verge
Will meet a tempestuous entity
That had never known to break or bow
With every paralytic function that you fetter the wings with, be sure, there shall be an upward surge.
Learn to bear with it, my friend.
It's not my time neither yours, but it’ll make all your horizons blend with mine soon , all your qualms with my conviction shall shortly merge.