I dreamed I was a bird in flight.

I traveled by day but never at night.

If the rain fell I found a tree in which to perch.

Only as the rainbow shined did I again begin to search.

When the temperature dropped and snow was on its way

It was the time for me to fly further south to stay.

Only when spring came again would people hear my song.

A song they would miss all winter long.

I could stretch forth my wings and dare to fly.

When ascending far up into the blue sky.

I would reach for Heaven with my winds spread wide.

Turning to and fro as upon the wind I ride.

I dreamed I saw the face of God as I ascended upward.

From up high I felt close and understood his every word.

He told me of things as they will one day be.

There we will live in peaceful tranquility.

I am not a bird and I cannot fly

But I can reach for my savior who comes in the sky.