Analysis of Comes the Dawning

I drifted through childhood
In a fog of innocence and delight
Hoping for the magical moment
When I would lift my eyes to the sky
And I would fly into the clouds
Like a soaring bird

Then I grew older and discovered
There could be no flight without wings
No magic without sacrifice
No innocence left untouched
And I despaired that I would
Never know delight again

I have grown older still
And I have rediscovered delight
Innocence has been replaced
With knowledge and wisdom
Magic takes sacrifice
But with it comes flight.