As I find myself in fragile spirits and small states
The soft touch of light greets me with a kiss so sweet
And soothing, one must wonder about the blissful treat
Of such bright sweets which crush the dark grates
I humbly pray for revolution in the name of peace
The refreshing blood will lay at the feet of all who yearn
For solace and warmth and a love follows that wont burn
But rest in the comforting glowing dove from the seas
If we dare make the leap shall we fail or touch the skies?
Within the trail of oh such beauty comes with the sound of cries
A cry so loud the drums will craft a tune so light
And rooted in harmony that our souls may fly out of sight