The cool of the mild breeze on your face
As the world quietly spins by our dreams
Taking along the tiny pieces thought
Built in our souls from the beginning
Colors of purpose some with a slight haze
Paste our inimitable globe into our tinge
Poised as feathered flyers on brittle ends
Suddenly pitched as an eagle towers wings
Beneath millions of feet in boots the worms
Makes mold hills out of not but shere gusto
Bade uneven fears a lazy wave to the bins
Loose as a butterfly kite in free sea breeze
Leads you toward the land lined with sands
Golden in the milleniims from a foamy bath
Walk down the jagged way so reach to glory
Rimmed by the times equal to the challenges
Worship to satisfy your holiness oh awesome
Clap warmth near the wet toes of some needy
Spread wide the cheeks to make a sunshine true
Glow as a candle lit on the hill top touch many
