I thank you for the wings you gave me;
They spread over the hinges of my back and lifted me away.
For the first time I had heard the chirping of the birds,
And for the first time had I touched the stars.
I thank you for your gift of bliss that enveloped my heart,
As my soul finally came free from its bounded chains,
And for the first time I could dream again,
And for the first time could I feel the liberty in my heart.
I thank you as you rang the bell of heaven into my ear;
It mesmerized me into the river of dreams,
And for the first time I tasted the sweet ambrosia of the gods,
And for the first time had I heard the silence of nature.
I thank you for the way you painted a piece of my life,
Adding color with your brush, the essence to every moment,
And for the first time I felt myself tower over the everlasting mountains.
And for the first time had I felt the kiss of the wind.
I thank you for the lyrics you played as you stroke upon Apollo's golden lyre,
I could have heard the One of Truth himself from Olympus above,
And for the first time I had smelled the rose of love,
And for the first time had I felt my shadow die.
I thank you for the crown you gave me;
It released my pains and discord,
And as you lifted me up with your wind,
I was swept away to my Lord. |
Submission Name: Wings
