Dawn to Flight - Wildlight, The Polish Ambassador, Ayla Nereo

Come, wake, like a blow of lightning falls like rain, as the dark calls your

name

Come, face to face your fear, don’t turn away as the dark calls your name

But here, like a drowning, like a knife… here in the changing of dawn to flight

I go…

Is it my life then to be lost?

Takin anything be caught… Is it a choosing to be love?

Callin down these highest walls.

I wouldn’t mind it to be light, showin all of me inside… Is it my life then to

be found?

Watch as seeking turn to sound…

Deep roots, recall your stance -- you, born of sand, holds you in hand

Trembling as a shoot 'gainst mountain — climb!

with all your heart, to your name, called through dark…

Here is the path and you are blind… Here is the changing of dawn to flight,

I go…

Is it my life then to be lost?

Taking anything be bought?

Is it a chosen to be love?

Callin down these highest walls.

I wouldn’t mind it to be light, shown all of me inside… Is it my life then to

be found?

Watch as seeking turn to sound…

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