HIGH FIVE, CHINA
Carry me high,
Up into the blue sky.
I need to float I want to fly.
I grow weary of the ties that bind
I need to leave it all behind.
Draped in royal purple
And midnight blue
I am ready to break through.
Flocks of ravens wing my heels
Amid the thermal my soul weals
I glide and whirl,
Down I tumble and twirl
Gloriously my satin wings unfurl.
I dash from horizon to the moon
Leaving vapour trails in rainbow
hue.
No not wispy white for me
High-flying honestly free.
Above the earth for all to see
My spirit escaped mercifully free,
OH! thank God at last, cut loose and flying free.
LIVING THE DREAM 