the air of elsewhere

there is a call

there’s beauty deep

for which I’ll fall

for which I’ll weep

it’s hidden there

in realms unknown

that secret share

unseen unshown

in moments rare

in visions sweet

I’ve travelled there

that hope to meet

in brief delight

then I would find

that fairest flight

of fleeting kind

it’s drawn me on

to realms concealed

I’ve often gone

to yonder field

and seeking for

that blessed somewhere

to find it’s in

the air of elsewhere