My sweet Lord,
You have given my soul-bird
The capacity to fly
In the Heaven-free sky.
My mind-bird does not have
That capacity.
It is compelled to fly
In the earth-bound sky.
My sweet Lord,
Do give my mind the capacity to fly
Like my soul-bird
In the blue-vast sky
Where there is no fear,
No doubt, no death
But only the dawn
Of an ever-blossoming Immortality.