I'm Flying high above
not by choice
head in the clouds
ground far below
looking for something to grasp
finding nothing to hold
how long will I be here
disconnected from everyone
detatched from everything
Angels help my wings in flight
Tree spirits help my feet to find ground
Fairies help my hands to hold the flowers
Mother Earth help my throbbing heart
Father Sky help my dreams reach the heavens
Mother Moon help my intuition be clear
Father Sun help warm and dry my tears
Ancestors help me find my purpose in this life
(c) Sandra Price 2009
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