Like a safe refuge for a wandering mind;
Leaving all, what was left, far behind,
Like wires go distance from pole to pole,
I am the captain on the ship of my soul.
My clipped wings still dare to fly;
Always sang war songs as I never cry,
Carefree with agonies of world so small;
Trying to rise from ashes of the fall,
Miseries do happen, they make me strong;
Never a day is shorter, no night is long,
As these waves prostrate on the shore;
A million desires keep knocking my door,
Beneath my wounds is no pain, but light;
Besides all odds, there’s lies a right,
Breathing in victory; Breathing out freedom,
My time is here, My Kingdom has come.
