Just as I am

For certain

That it is all done

And gone forever

For sure this time

It all comes

Rushing back

Reviving me

Once more

To go on high

And then soon after

Subtly low

When I will again

Be for certain

Even more certain

Than the last low

That the revival

Will not come this time

Until it surely does

And I go back to soaring

Though I know

And of this, I am sure

There is one low

In which

I will lie for good

And not soar again