84 (feel thy release in)
FEEL THY release in the air, O bird,
let not thy wings be timid.
Yield not to the lure of the nest,
to the enchantment of the night.
Dost thou not feel the hidden hope
that hums in thy dream when thou sleepest
and in the expectant dark of the dawn
the silent promise that reveals itself
as it rends the veil from the face of the bud.