Monday, July 6, 2009

Oh I Would

My king where have you gone...
oceans wide, winds strong
cliffs tall, and I long to soar
to you, I would fly, oh would I fly,
straight to you.
I am here.
deep calls to deep, calling me forth,
calling...
a whisper on the wings of the wind, you caress my soul as you speak.
With a soft cry of my heart, I respond,
rescue me my king.

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