Wings
16 April, 2005
Author: Tiffany Robertson
I call upon the moon the sun, the sky
Oh, blessed Gods please help me fly.
I summon angels from the heavens above,
I want to fly just like a dove.
Oh dearest Green Mother have sympathy,
I know that it's not what's meant to be.
I need to feel the wind on my face,
To touch the clouds and be filled with grace.
I want to be closer to the sun,
Be filled with purity from the heavenly One.
Oh spirits and Gods and everything,
Please give me the power, Please give me wings!
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