I feel myself fly above the clouds,
Feeling the breeze on my angel wings,
And voicing a beautiful melody,
That only an angel can sing,
For this heart in love knows no bounds,
In this heart love can be found,
And cherished and nutured,
And brought back to life,
For dreams are like white clouds,
That look down from above,
Like a guiding light,
Filled with pure love,
And I do worship this God,
That I know with my own eyes:
My inner eyes that have the guiding light,
Towards a peaceful garden above the clouds,
Where flowers of pink, violet and yellow bloom,
And fill the air with a soft fragrance,
And it is such a peaceful garden,
Free of hell's horrors,
But I can only visit this garden,
As I have a message from God to share,
I have love to send from above the clouds.
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