Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight,
Through powerful Light that heavenly be,
And that one moment that relived from my sinful drought,
That appealed for many longer years,than brightness I ever probe.
Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse,
Of serene that borrows your vibe,
Blessed within me my maker;the ensuring sacred rose;
Of love,that he my life can subscribe.