Height And Depth

Having noble thought is really noble But nobler still is to follow it If one can't pursue one's ideals How one can be worthy and fit The morning that brings new hopes Turns into a dark, calm, cool night But the sword of our enthusiasm Starts us for a new unknown fight Who knows what is hidden there Behind the dense fog of sorrows Every breath from the dark of death A reviving life eagerly borrows The depth of earth can't explain The heights of unknown blue sky A burrowing creature can't learn How to prepare his wings to fly