Analysis of Billowing

The sadness in your fears
Dreams of the release
Dawn gives the haunting night
And daystars give the bluest skies-
Where eagles dare to fly
Where fear is proven nothing more-
Than transient delusions
Who sway like boughs in the wind
Whose strength breaks
Under the skill of a golden heart
That hope makes as a refuge
From a world lost within itself
Dim and softly your fears
Hold you on a cloud brimming
With the Oceans' tides-
But the blossoms never grow
Until the rain billows down.