I ride the clouds on battered wings,

rising to eternity.

I cry to the wind to let me go,

my voice lost among the Seraphim.

Glimpsing beauty such as this,

knowing tis beyond my grasp,

I float downward to earth,

consigned once again to a lower berth.

Carrying on as though I must,

still reeling,

not knowing whom to trust.

Sailing now on waves of blue,

swimming into ocean depth,

rebirth comes to change the tide,

now I can no longer hide.

For my purpose clings to me,

set them free….

set them free….