- On weary wings I take my flight
- To lofty cloudy streaked sky.
- Higher into star-filled night
- My burdened soul does fly.
- Below me now I see the waves
- That crash upon the sand.
- They seem to me as helpless slaves
- Of Neptune's ocean hand.
- I think of how I seem to be
- A slave in that same way.
- With tear stained cheeks
- I clearly see the price that I must pay.
- And then amidst my sorrow still
- I plant my thoughts on you,
- And sunshine fills the darkened sky
- Birthing it anew.
- Water glistens.
- Gulls flyIn skies now warm and bright,
- And suddenly I realize
- That you're the source of light.
- I watch as still you brighter grow
- And cast your light askew.
- All at once the heavens glow
- With a light that I call "you."
- I watch a rosebud open up
- To drink your beams of love.
- Its tender petals spread to sup
- The warmth cast from above.
- A smile emerges upon my face
- As then it dawns on me
- That I can bask in an angel's grace.
- It's she who set me free.
- So freedom angel, take your flight
- Into my life undone.
- Mend the pieces of my heart,
- And make them whole, as one.
- Freedom angel, your're to me
- A beacon in the night.
- A shining star for me to see.
- So guide me by your light.
- Just love me angel. Be so true.
- Stay strong and never sway,
- And all my life I'll look to you
- To love me every day.
Sunday, 11 May 2008
Freedom Angel
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Tim Allison
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