Sweet Angel
in a distant land
my heart strains
like the wings of a bird
seeking flight, heavy laden
deep in the grips of the earth
buried by relative matter
irrelative, irreverent
breaking constraints, unshackled
I invoke the Mystery
The Threads of Time and Space
to weave a New Fabric
that will unite
you and I
in a distant land
my heart strains
like the wings of a bird
seeking flight, heavy laden
deep in the grips of the earth
buried by relative matter
irrelative, irreverent
breaking constraints, unshackled
I invoke the Mystery
The Threads of Time and Space
to weave a New Fabric
that will unite
you and I
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