I can fly high, so free, among angels,
I hear songs, hear silent whispers
in my heart, feel the soft breeze blowing
past each thought.
Gliding along snow capped mountains,
feeling warm, thinking of the beauty
lingering across misty
mountain pines, sadness
drifts away, awakening feelings
never felt before.
I can fly, free, knowing at last I
have seen a world so new, a
paradise next to heaven, I
have laid across the
cool soft grass of
tomorrow.
Now aware of what surrounds,
I cherish my days of life to
the fullest, I have captured
the silence never heard,
gathered the fresh snow
from the peaks of
time, held my angel
of the night in
my arms.
I have felt the warm hand
of God upon my head
while I lay dying on a bed soft
and warm, grasping my soul
I struggle to have to leave
mother and her beauty she gave
me to adore swelling with pride
to know God created all of us to
see her beauty.
I have swam in the pool of
tranquility, seen the colors
of the rainbow, heard the whispers
echoing through my mind
like thunder.
Now I fly free, with wings open
wide, eyes bright as the stars,
heart filled with understanding,
open arms to hold my loving
children before I fly above
the universe.
By Derena
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