Wings flown their last time
In the dark to find rest
Time long since come to pass
No one left to say goodbye
Time to hope, time to die
To thyself he comes quick
Death ignites flames, they lick
Cleansed by fire, born is hope
Come forth anew
Ashes swirl & embers burn
Smoke engulfs that tired life
Wings burst forth in golden rays
Made new again to rise, to fly
On winds that blow North & South
Fly away somewhere unseenNew creation with new dreams
-Lauren Moreta