On good downdraft mountain shuttles old wings sail
On the smooth take to meet peers to confide in
Young dangerous wings take highways of winds
That rage ahead from Straight-ways to curves
That await fearless neophyte youth
Hell bent on seraphim tunnel routes to ride in
Ahead of the Winnebago end of summer and family settlings
Choice of gangs brand the minds of youthful allegiances
Pledged to the quarantined highs with wings to go
Fading ecstasies lingering long enough for fledglings
falling into winds for sailing on laudanum high
Trance like winging it into enraptures’ outing swept up
With all the repentances of desires left
On the way up from way down below
Brand the young mind of youthful allegiances.
Brand them so we find them whereever they may go
that is where they will that we must will to find them.