My Wish For Winds To Fly
Oh to touch the winds of flight high up, and
soar where eagles fly
To leave the woes of trouble souls on earth
behind me far below.
I'd listen to the songs of birds and sail in
endless clouds high
And chase the sun through cloudy paths.
And play in the bright sparkling light of the stars
Giving light to the darkness.
And claim the boundless heavens for my home.
The breeze keeping me high above the tallest trees
To rise above my mortal bonds
and never have to give my life to die
knowing I had found the way to trail
where angels know love and life so pure
And when my wind give away to be no more
I'd take the hand of God to hold forever. |
In This Webb
In Children memories fluttering outside the glass is blood
by beating weapons. Life can hurt, questioning what we want to be.
Put forbidden swirling as we grasp at what we could be.
When darkness falls, night sky is blustering I fear, for my dreams
become birds.
Tears nibble from the cheeks, I watch thinking the moon is a fossil
Protection of halloed angels run like curved wings, for a cutting two
edged sword, left me to the sound of the wind.
In the midst of rock sand elongated sweeping brushed in sharp thorny
desert, linked by colors in this abandoned forest.
Animals echoes live in the night, for love has not come through to
needing more time.
I have survived enchanted by unyielding holding to restless wondering
when you will come. I am the living proof of such loneliness, let it not
hold denial, that can be delivered by one will.
This touching sorrow awakens insults in this web darkened halls
is listening hell, where children lay dead, O my soul, talk and cry.
I have been rebelling the tone of anger piling under the weathered
desires in my dreams
So I ask let the sincerity alone be my master, as my confession be
my petition, not to fear for my dreams. Sweet communion for weary soul
assurance embrace another day hope to remove the cruel tomorrow is another
day. In times distress, one needs wisdom worthy to hold for dreams to come
To hold capture. |
