I am constantly changing, always rearranging
I get my messages from the subtleties of life
As I grew I took what life imbued
and did my best to seek  light
until one day the darkness did ignite
In the forest the noblest of all creatures
through the tiny spark of nature

It was a late summers eve when I broke through
torn by the tragedy of one I once knew
and still hold dear to my heart
As the layers around me stripped away
and I saw myself from above
I began to understand the importance of it all
and the sacrament of love

I lay in the bed…cold and torn
my wings had not yet dried
a lion looked over me, forlorn
The world I once knew had now faded away
I had surrendered my life
 had chosen to stay

As I began to carry the burden I had chosen to bear
My wings stretched in the sunshine
The ocean wind whipped my hair
And I was lead to the temple in my own time
of the opened heart by the invitation of the Divine

Freedom comes when you let it go
the tides of life  forever ebb and flow
And now I fly free from pausing
in time where they come and go
the lands of  saint's crossing

Who could have known the wonders I would find
In the heart of a lion
That I saw through the eyes of Zion