On The Wings of Faith

On The Wings of Faith

On the wings of faith
There comes a cruise delightful
With its spreading breath to behold
That moves the light upstairs

On the wings of faith
Hands that mouth empty receive water
And even the sough of the sea
A classical music it be for sound sleep

On the wings of faith
With its shadow a purifying fire
That winks any flying teeth into abyss
And into pet turns a lion

On the wings of faith
Mirage flowing with fish in it see I
And as the passing tide crawls
Its face were a joy to behold