Amidst thunderstorms and rushing wind
A lonesome voice echoes clear
“Hold my hand, fly with me
Across river streams, tranquility”
Beyond words and fragrant promises
A heart could whisper
“Fly with me
Unto my promise, eternally “
Behind His smile and soulful look
A lonely face saying silently
“Fly with me
As I fly with certainty”
By silent wind and whispering breeze
Spilling fragrance of heaven's scent
Melting hatred, some hearts of stone
“Fly with me, be not alone'
“With my wings of peace, love and unity
Fly with me”
Out of nowhere I heard His call
With depth, and deep within my soul
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