There is an element of chance
In craving for that one last dance
The one that thrills anticipation
Yet flutters you with consternation
There is that element of a dream
Where it is not all that it may seem
Wonder consumes reality in its hours
Like heat condensed by a flash of showers
There is an element of magic around
Grace catches you without even a sound
Slowly spirals her sage incense in the air
You’re wise, cleansed, nothing left to fear
There is an element of fire in your eyes
There’ll be no more hesitation and empty sighs
The dawn breaks open sparkling rays of light
Bubbling celebrations will fill the dim of night
The element of chance I found waiting for me
Is the same one I’m hoping will set you free.
Chevvy's diary 