Heiligenschein
Take away
from me the wings past I can bear
In great
acquiescence yet let soul float with the dusts of the atmosphere
I tried to
find rest
Ere, wrestled
down
He said, he
said, he said
Your whisper
is but a clamor
Seems the ear
is covered with numbness
It hears, but
the flight is too much
Jumping off
the cliff
O’er the fog
maybe I’ll see
As I suspend
in the air, blood can’t stop oozing
At the sight
of the wings, mud soaking
This is not
what you mean for me to fly
Or how to fly
I flew it
anyway
With pure
clouds and scented sky
I talked to
him, I think of you
he gave me
wings, you gave me armor
And this is
for me to fight
To embrace
the light of the real flight
