If I could just fly,
Then surely I'd try
To reach a high place
And look far into space.....
To see things untold
And the heavens behold.
With my wings I would soar,
New heights to explore.
Yet I have no wings
To go see all these things,
But when I'm in prayer
I can go anywhere.
When I seek a "high place"
For my eyes to "embrace",
His Spirit will show
All that I need to know.
The Spirit gives wings
To teach us all things.
What wondrous delight!
What glorious flight!
© 2006 Arlene Schwartzkopf