Let my words rise up with wings
And soar o'er daily, mundane things,
Reaching heights of Heav'n's ease
And currents of God's Heav'nly breeze...
Lifting others up on high
And helping them have wings to fly
Above the "pull" of earth-bound woe,
Attaining bliss of Heaven's flow.
In God we find blessed overview
And soar with Him in all we do.
I pray my words will have strong wings...
To rise above world-weary things.
© 2010 Arlene Schwartzkopf