Soaring

My arms stretch wide out in the air Wind lifting my spirit, lifting my hair

My spirit soars up through the sky

Then rushing down when breezes die

I hear the wind long before I can feel

It's magical powers to me are so real

It's pull is strong I must go higher

The melody urging my inner desire

I smile and turn over, swooping a bit

Trying my freedom, I love all of it

Over green hills and crystal blue seas

I take in the beauty and soar on with ease

I never ever want this time to end

So I'll close my eyes and dream again