The Golden Sphere

Enough with the games, enough with the same
Change is upon us, forget the names
Starting so small, growing the sphere
Hard to control, when all is clear
Focus the angles, curving the strings
Circles connect, for music rings
A bell or symbol, nobody can tell
With harps and drums, under the spell
It starts with energy, and places to go
Sending back, to a home
Where it ends, no more fear
Lighting up, the golden sphere
Building up strength, breaking the bubble
Travel beyond, the lower level
Relative scenes, sparked from dreams
Chains to break, nothing is free
Where to land, anything at first
Playing a hand, lifting a curse
After a while, the same as before
Traditional tales, stories of lore
It starts with energy, and places to go
Sending back, to a home
Where it ends, no more fear
Lighting up, the golden sphere
Drinking a bottle, stashing a note
Who knows what will happen, when given some hope
A bolt of lightning, from years of drought
A ray of sun, start to dry out
Axe distractions to straighten the road
Past forgotten, when struggle to float
Connect the string, hearing a friend
Build the bridge, cross the crescent
It starts with energy, and places to go
Sending back, to a home
Where it ends, no more fear
Lighting up, the golden sphere