SOARING
Oh, she wishes that she could fly
To hover in the sky.
Be close to you, her Lord,
Under your caring and powerful eyes.
Only then would she feel as free as a bird
And see the wonders of your hands
From up above as she soars
Oh, Lord, is she crazy?
Is this only a dream?
Will she truly ever feel free and be
Close to thee?
Oh, Yes! Thank you Lord!
She’s wakened from that dream;
She feels you here in her heart
As if the warmth of your love
Came bursting through
In rhythmic beat, but yet
As the beautiful sound of a peaceful
Stream.
written 1999
